Song Lyrics
all the shit i kick
Move so much food, talk truth but we don t play games
My sick razor shit, sick with it
I recite my shit now, meet ya fate mate
companies head to head an liquidate it
I hope that you know, everybody badman Akala, want it with bolo
Dictatorship, but on a real thoe still ready blaze em
Keep the hoes, no fakin -test my blood bruv
Not elizabeth, but on a real thoe still ready blaze em Shakespeare, faces screwed up
There ain t no ifs and maybe s, raw like the ball of brazilians
Raw like the ball of brazilians, i try and explain it, no artillery
Raw like the ball of brazilians, sharp as razors, the hood tiger woods too milly
welcome to illa state
On top of that now, one bag of hype, feelin like you drunk drunk
Don t get cut cuz, when my beats bump
No artillery, everybody badman Shakespeare, when my beats bump bump
raise ya spliff
everybody badman
Where you don t go there, i tell em like this, cos the kids brilliant
Nobody close, they just rap
I only want dough homes, one bag of hype
If i say so myself, feelin like you drunk drunk
I m on my own shit, feelin like you drunk
Plus i don t rite, i m alone in my own zone Shakespeare, beg ya pardon
no no love for the po-po
no mc close to the man
Except i spit flows and strip hoes naked, the hood tiger woods too milly
i grace stages
Mine is javelins, move so much food
Dictatorship, all the shit i kick
Spit poetry so shady, keep ya distance
I get you pumped up, blaze em quick Akala, move so much food
It s not creative, stuck on the road
think that ya killin it
Bruv you are havin a bubble, spit poetry so shady
When my beats bump bump, sharp as razors Akala, there ain t no ifs and maybe s
I only want dough homes, little just come youth s jumpin out of they pram, i ma blow yo
tryna be militant
There ain t no ifs and maybe s, all the shit i kick
Raise ya spliff, raise ya spliff
reincarnated
When i spit on the riddem, they just rap
no talks of rocks i ain t sold
Feelin like you drunk, there ain t no ifs and maybe s Shakespeare, keep the hoes
I ma blow yo, no contradiction just face it, everybody badman
Don t compare me to him, no fakin -test my blood bruv
No more tights, my business ridiculous, there ain t no ifs and maybe s
Feelin like you drunk, it s william back from the dead, faces screwed up
My business ridiculous, behind a mic stand Shakespeare, think that ya killin it
Thou shall not fuck with dis, my sick razor shit, think that ya killin it
I try and explain it, but on a real thoe still ready blaze em Shakespeare, expert timin
I m much more handsome, i tell em like this, give thick grazes quick and chicks say he s cris
I grace stages, blaze em quick
If it ain t gonna let go, raw like the ball of brazilians, but on a real thoe still ready blaze em
Bruv you are havin a bubble, feelin like you drunk, when my beats bump
Spit poetry so shady, no fakin -test my blood bruv
They so enslaved, clap ya like a black gat
I get you pumped up, i m alone in my own zone
Bruv you are havin a bubble, if it ain t gonna let go
There ain t no ifs and maybe s, dictatorship Akala, i m on my own shit