Listen to Martell Cypher 2: The Purification (feat. A-Q, Loose Kaynon & Blaqbonez) by M.I Abaga

Martell Cypher 2: The Purification (feat. A-Q, Loose Kaynon & Blaqbonez)

M.I Abaga

Hip-Hop/Rap

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Beats By Jhay Yeah Aye Yeah Best Rapper in Africa yeah I'm really Popping Niggas really asking why I'm being so cocky You should ask your sister why I'm being so cocky And your mom's coming late, blaming that shit on traffic Heard a lot of niggas dissing I ain't feel it much Coming at me for having the shit that y'all been wishing for It's like Miley telling Kim K that she ain't thick enough Like Lil Pump telling Jay to get his money up Y'all ain't a dime but y'all talking to me by royalties Cannot pay producers so they come at me with cover beats Now I'm faking streams? cause clearly they doing awfully When my one track is your whole fucking discography Nothing in they pockets, no wonder they be so out of pocket Got this home advantage don't fuck around please do that in private Or you get the president involved like A$AP Rocky No competition know who's the main event and who's the after party Every move is planned and my shit going accordingly Your move is to wait for my move I get it honestly, bruh In your defense, you were just searching for hype In my defense, I got Van Dijk and Godin on the side Why I'll be shitting on these rappers All my verses be like potty brakes Reconfigure they faces make it hard not to body shame Someone asked me why I give attention when they fucking hate It's like driving,you gotta look at dummies when you overtake Looking in the face cause I'm done with that stupid talking yeah Your favs gon' beat me, Nigga put your money on it Walking to the six foots sleeping bruh, I ain't backing down Headlines, Mainstream rapper is now underground Shut the fuck up, do you know who you're talking to I'm a lion, I'm a beast, a cheetah my shit gone zoom I'll be dogged, earn my stripes, a tiger the way I move Am way bigger than you niggas, the Elephant in a room What's up I heard the youngin clout chasing of the last cypher I dictate, you punch lines, you're a typewriter Y'all claim dope but where's the flame you're a bad lighter This one na inside life as far as bars I am a lifer They keep tryna pull me back, I pay artist now Y'all still gossiping for free? In your thirties? Wow! Couldn't be me tho, I stopped rapping for free so Y'all better have them chips in the bag tell em no free dos This niggas lurking on pages of bitches twerking my niggas Walk in em stages state of mind is always bring the guap in Told y'all the brakes failed on this train we never stopping See 100 crowns is pain relieve my pockets ain't been hurting You talking cash? I'm a romantic, a hopeless one I won't stop until I'm burning it like Oprah son So what's your focus son? You got your lines in advances I get tense with my family has to worry about expenses Your end goal is benzes My end goal using broke as yesterday's tenses Building bridge, y'all building fences I'm the man, y'all a bunch of fucking Mike Pences You start is come make my benches Must I remind you that this year is ten years a fucking pro Watch your mouth rookie Bars still raw as fuck your fav can't cook me This year it's sure bet you should listen to the bookie And Blaq told me last year, this year they'll over book me So now you Twitter fingers, are sounding like bitter singers Every time the kid delivers, y'all gon cry a million rivers We in the house and everything is for sale But if you want the smoke we dey hang for back like Pony Tail look, If you cartel in VIP Martell in discussion It's back swelling you just tryna bring your girl and I'm telling Y'all talking sleek behind these bars, y'all fake felons Young kids grow some hair on your balls and start rebelling Uh! This is the moment y'all I've been waiting for They hatin uh? y'all get ahead of yourselves What are you masturbating for? Lemme me get back to the deals speech Y'all keep thinking this shit's sweet Till I hit your kill switch ya bitch Best thing since slice bread and slice of pizza The worst thing since Domino's pizza and Monalisa Rappers used tissue and junk food Degenerated like meals from Chicken Republic I mean we bought it First you get us to love it and then it's fuck it Like, rappers never stick to the topic we live in the tropics so When I rap it sticks, if you rub it together you can kindle a fire Started with, love letters to the girls I admired They letters became lyrics, the music became by us The situation requires the almighty formula So I'm mixing numbers with letters now it's looking like algebra Do the maths, I got the masters Fuck you and your masters Your masters ain't worth shit and it wouldn't a 100 years after A hundred years a slave on a slave ship to Alaska Yet, you ride the same waves that made the white man your master Before Independence and Awolowo became distinguished Before the colonization by the British I had seen this And studied the genetics of the Nigerian spirit The biology of Kings, the evolution of my kingship Before the introduction of English or you could reach it I've been spitting in Linguistics with the flow that could sink ships Anybody wey go do am like me omo na film trick When I see rapper, I see food and I eat them up until I'm seasick I happy place will be between Yemi Alade legs So I'm constantly mad cause my shots ain't hit the net, yet Yeah, Junkie rapper sending threats, uh? borderline Cocaine on the table is the only place you draw the line Underground all the time, naira notes and dollar signs Two heads are better than one about a thousand naira times Hundred crowns we getting it done Plans are organised disorganized crime Is that yahoo life you immortalize Fuck Buha fuck Tinu, I left out no words But of course I don't want the DSS at my door Haters been shouting "Jesus" Your favs are catching seizures Roman catholic, the rosary is always close to me The Vatican say they can't hold the verses I hold in me The glory bestowed in me, my class uh? that's a no degree Disrespect my artist the game better put an hole in me Fuck your radio show, we all know they tryna sow a seed Fuck your new music I'm still having sex with Jodeci So y'all got paid with cyphers here We don't get any appreciation? Well let's call it charity a poverty alleviation And y'all economists? 'cause it was like an economic forum Or like an oil drill drilling my nigga, that shit was boring Hi hater, yes, I heard you talking I'm Big Brother I'm always watching Let's discuss your options Shut the fuck up or let's get to boxing Anybody close to dude better stop him Or tell him to get a coffin, yeah You've been steady curving and swerving like scribbling 8's But I observe there ain't nothing Served in your dinner plate, you hungry When you ready, it'll be a seismic event I think you're chicken though 'Cause chickens are known to lie with the hen I made it safe for y'all 2008 But all I see from all you rappers when I'm browsing is hate But I've been so accommodating like a house in estate But I got the ruga now, you sure you want this cows in your state? It's like asking how many cows is at stake, Stupid! Hating on Black because he is proud in he's great Any rapper saying he's the best will get a pound in shake We on the crowns we be like 96 more crowns in the place eh Am a wordsmith with an impeccable rep I ate from rap and rap still ain't arable yet I've given you parable Scoreables plus an animal only dude notable to be Standing so close to Jude or my homies, and You know who So who really the best rappers in Africa? Who been top the chart but still giving them lyrical massacre I Put it like this as long as M.I exist Am number one and y'all can figure out the rest of the list Here we go: The two Ghanaians and three rappers from SA One Kenya rapper can step to me on they best day As for Naija I give the Legends they props and then these Four Niggas who did it like me that's where it stops for real Got it? Okay let's do a recap Dear homie just drop your joint like you missing a knee cap Leave me alone or speak up I know you fake, you like Bobrisky's D-Cup (Jesus Christ) And yet again M.I just beat the beat up Yeah! the last thing rest in peace to Be elect Spend his last year trying to get the game to reconnect Legend in my eyes, so hear it from me, respect Salute King, my prayers is never may we forget, Yeah
Writer(s): Emeka George Akumefule, Ikazoboh Joakim, Jude Abaga, Gilbert Bani, Victor Chujor-idowu Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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