Rude

Always been a sucker for rhymes

Ever since I dey waka for Knight plus Tipdrill

Them sign me for Killville as I discover the mic

**** suffer for my hands inside

They calling me Frankenstein

'Cause chale then I be monster (Cover your eyes)

I dey fit remember the way then them dey fear my name sef

All them **** who gatekept

Was considered the game's guest

I dey rappers thema head wey I never dey pay rent

Is you looking for safe bets?

I'm a genius, say less

If my clique start dey face threats

Who be Dopeyard? I go make thema brain stress!

If you battle me, you pray first, pay debts

Wait until you take steps to make a will

And when you come, it's like lame sex

'Cause your juice go fit spill in eight secs (Pause!)

Form one boy. New but prolly sick (Sick sick)

I dey force? Yeah!

Who the bomb? Me!

It's a horror flick and they know that Rude a zombie

**** dey call me Adam Weishaupt Illuminati (Six six six)

Cause I dey claim souls (Claim souls)

You dey rap sekof money nah we no get the same goals (Same goals)

It's why I insult ya

This art, I dey see am like sculpture

I for mold am fine for the culture

All them other **** is vultures

Bitch I'm a threat, I'm an animal

I'm the effect of a cannonball

Y'all better carefully tread, I'm a cannibal

Hannibal Lecter on Adderall Adderall, adderall

Man, I add 'em all up then I fucking go at 'em all

Bitch I'm a threat, I'm an animal

Carefully tread, I'm a cannibal I'm finna let 'em know

Rude! Rude!

Rude! Rude!

Rude! Rude!

Rude!

Rude is an animal

Rude! Rude!

Rude! Rude!

Rude! Rude!

Rude!

Rude is an animal

So yeah chale rap no be easy

Nti bɔ wo nsa mu ma me cause I dey force waa

Please be understanding enough

'Cause what I dey come talk e go fit make you conf paa

Me I start then I dey bore squad

Wey then my rap dey toss pass

'Cause I was booed off stage in Adisco

Then my brain suffered a complex tumor

Now I'm just super man, nobody go fit be Lex Luthor

Yeah make you never try vex Rude the king of the game

I rap till I can't breathe

No heir (air) to the throne

If you figure say you go fit be the next ruler

Dream on chale, I'm Fred Krueger

Fred Cooper, wey I dey come steady (study) you

So in other words you're history

But say me I be the best future for GH rap

And till my body go stink, e come bars aa

Chale I'm rich man ah but still no links?

Shit, man

That be why **** dey want step my top?

Chale make you no try sekof you go fit sink I'm quicksand

Make the hate drag on

My endgame be the throne

You go feel some fire when the king's landing

'Cause I write too much heat

Every word so bright that you do not see it

Make I beg Chris make he do some beat gimme

You go trust me cause I'm too complete right?

Who the fuck is tryna make a fool of me?

Why you dey figure king? I go tuu your seat

Sekof me then failure we check like veggies and chicken

Yeah chale we just do not meet (meat)

We grew up with you, we saw the journey

From Adisco to now, bro

So we actually dey appreciate you better than the way others dey appreciate you

You understand?

Because we’ve seen the journey

Like majority, like ninety-five percent of the journey

You understand?