[Verse 1: Skitzo G]
Problem less, chronic blunt, no stress
I confess to the sins within the days I lived as a youngster
On these ghetto streets, I packed my heat, we played for keeps
In the ghetto, netto, got a dime of those barbeques with holes, phat fades and dookie braids
Those were the days, battling on the dancefloor
We've got Bacardi and more weed if you need to get punked up for backspin
Now, mic's I'm snatching for ransom, handsome than a mother
Smooth but a rough groove, no problems, nothing to lose
Still I abuse lyrical substances to create lyrics for 'Cat's tracks
Listen to this phat 'Cat shit, a new Skitso release
Oh, what a relief it is to be in showbusiness of my own, ripping microphones
[?] don't jock this shit until I'm through
And when I'm through, I be polite and pass the blunt to who?
To who? The world, n***a, the world

[Chorus]
This is how it feels to be on top
Damn it feels good to see people up on it
This is how it feels to be on top of the world
Damn it feels good to see people up on it
This is how it feels to be on top
Damn it feels good to see people up on it
This is how it feels to be on top of the world
Damn it feels good to see people up on it
[Verse 2: Hot B]
I used to be a schizophrenic, went through fits of panic
A manic depressant adolescent peasant but in the present
I am never hesitant of rappers and it's evident this ghetto started shining
Been a star way before Pat Benatar, baby, it's all about climbing
The n***as is doing crime and dirt, but I just rhyme and exert
All of my time into becoming a rap expert
All of my n***as know I been styling on the microphone
Slowly letting you know the real deal
Or I be styling on the microphone still spills over the track
Or I be styling, living this type of life, black
That's the way that I want it, flaunt it
Every day, hey, whatcha say?
Maybe, baby, we can get together later
Or I be styling, dropping rhymes like I was a commentator
Ayo can [?] take me out with the [?]

[Chorus]
This is how it feels to be on top
Damn it feels good to see people up on it
This is how it feels to be on top of the world
Damn it feels good to see people up on it
This is how it feels to be on top
Damn it feels good to see people up on it
This is how it feels to be on top of the world
Damn it feels good to see people up on it
[Verse 3: Ras Kass]
I had a pill, striving for the nicest skills when
Milk Dee and Rob G was chilling
The feeling of having top billing gets my dick hard, partner
'Cause them nine broke n***as act like they wanna see me be the tenth and it makes no sense
Fresh outta high school and n***as see
The real world does not come on at MTV, that shit's your everyday reality
Hard to earn but understand
If I earn what I deserve then I'm the motherfucking man
And me and 'Cat go way back so us both coming up is that much sweeter
'Cause I remember the garage with no chairs and no heater
Now all I need is you to get off my nuts
'Cause now you want deez like the individuals
A lyrical West Coast subliminal criminal on digital audio tape
Drinking Rémy Martin straight
I got up, I got up, and got something [?]
This is how it feels to be on top

Yeah, feels good
No more pop-locking on the streets
No more mixtapes
No more "Would you please listen to my demo?"
Just straight on top of the world

[Chorus]
This is how it feels to be on top
Damn it feels good to see people up on it
This is how it feels to be on top of the world
Damn it feels good to see people up on it
This is how it feels to be on top
Damn it feels good to see people up on it
This is how it feels to be on top of the world
Damn it feels good to see people up on it
This is how it feels to be on top
Damn it feels good to see people up on it
This is how it feels to be on top of the world
Damn it feels good to see people up on it
This is how it feels to be on top
This is how it feels to be on top of the world