(Intro - Heavy, distorted bassline, syncopated snare drum) The agenda is set. The Hill is the factory, we manufacture pressure. The street recognizes the ones who never stop clocking in. It's a full-time commitment. This is for the real drillers of The Hill. Hear me now. Ah!
(Verse 1: Lil Slipz - Focus on the identity, status, and tools of the trade) Yo, they call me the architect, I blueprint the whole scout, Gotta keep the bally (balaclava) low, no face, no clout. If you see the team moving silent, you already know we are out, Trying to breach their perimeter, figure out the quickest route. I don't just ride, I invest in the craft, the steel is my degree, The only peace I find is when the whole road is clear of all opps and debris. We got the spinner (revolver) sitting heavy, it doesn't just speak, it screams, Opp boy lost his mind state, now he's haunting all his dreams.
Jailhouse or the streets, the dedication is the same; We’re clocking hours in the bando (abandoned house), cooking up the blue flame. A driller ain't worried about the hype, just securing the aim, They talk about titles, but we focus on who we shame. The govs try to track our movements, it's still a mystery. The life that I live is war, gotta move with pure ferocity.
Bro told me that the dotz got blessed, it's cleaner than a new pin, Cah he swapped out the old clip, ready for the next skin (shot). Shit den mad, you don't wanna be caught out and thin, Your whole crew will be gone when the operation begins and we win. Okay, okay, let's keep it on the low, Big rusty Wesson (Smith & Wesson) is spinning, gotta watch the flow, And the shells will hit your body, making your whole world slow. You don't put in work, no, no. (x2)
(Verse 2: Reekz - Focus on the reputation, constant grind, and dominance) They know the name on the road, it carries the weight of a fact, I'm never resting, I'm always ready for the next impact. How many times have I been out grinding, planning the next impact? I said free all my bros in the box, the commitment is backed by the pact. Freedoms a must when you’re riding through and you never look back. Don't do talk, man, we do the action, we don't need no chat, Hill movement yutes just dominate, laying the whole trap.
They don't call me risky Reekz for no reason, I'm always on the attack. Move with the stainless weapon for the score, we don't care who's at the door. Any noise we make is a sign of takeover, the street is sore. We lock down sections with the heavy steel, the pressure is real, If you don't respect the Hill movement wheel (ride-out), you'll regret how you feel. Hah, that's the driller's seal. (x2)
(Outro - Flow inspired by Jagga Bootz Outro) Hill movement official. The Hill. This is the life. The commitment is everything. We are the ones putting the work in. You know the routine. Drill forever! (Beat fades out with quick percussion and a final, sharp snap)
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