Number 1 - Kao Denero: Song Lyrics, Music Videos & Concerts

Number 1

203

Hip-Hop/Rap

Number 1 was released on October 9, 2025 by Black Leo Entertainment as a part of the album KAO DENERO BEST KEPT SECRET

Song Details

AlbumKAO DENERO BEST KEPT SECRET

Release DateOctober 9, 2025

LabelBlack Leo Entertainment

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM104

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Kao Denero

Background Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Amara Dennis Turay

Amara Dennis Turay

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Nashito Kulala

Producer

Lyrics

Yeah, we back up in this place, man

Africa's best rapper in the building, man

Who want it

No. one

No. 1, the most lyrical MC

Now they never the king, the **** that can't be

No. 1, he ain't no rapper nicer

Pass him the mic, take a set to slice ya

No. 1, he's so second to none

When it comes to killing mics, there's a

Negative one, no one, yeah

I suggest that you run

Anyplace, anywhere, just know that he one

Rap attack, faggot, cow is back at it

Them like, them like, he's a nice midget

They never on the mic, nice as Christ, Jesus

Flow so tight, the sight brings sight, Jesus

Your swagger wrong, my swag on point

If I smack you in the face, it's fag on point

I'm not your average, miscalculated, lyrical pathologist

Slippin' on me, your old cow apologies

I be with them savages, them ex-rebels

Blood diamonds shining, y'all beget vessels

I'm at the finish line, way ahead of your next levels

Stylish rapper, who wanna get body faster

Bacardi copper, tossed at your funeral

You're probably after

I'm coming through Abuja, screaming hallelujah

Eat rappers for breakfast, what you mean they do not

No. 1, the most lyrical MC

Now they never the king, the **** that can't be

No. 1, he ain't no rapper nicer

Pass him the mic, take a set to slice ya

No. 1, he's so second to none

When it comes to killing mics, there's a

No. 1, I suggest that you run

Anyplace, anywhere, just know that he won

Talk to the baddest, forever the greatest

I haven't the greatest, can't spit fire

This rap is his favorite, control the crown

From Niger to Soweto, nothing but love and hugs

When I arrived at the ghetto, thought I was done

Survive out of that, bro, like Dr. Dre

Haters want my attention, they got to pay

Always spit fire, got something hard to say

They send them bad luck, but trust nothing do me

Gotta take it back to my roots, like Lucky Doobie

Can't get nothing through me, numero uno

Pimps in your cruno, Mike Tyson on your house, man

Take it to Bruno, M is the diamond you catch

Fuck outta here with your amateur raps

Can't get you guaranteed, I'm a coming to pass

Weak rappers, women surprised to find out

That you roll with the cops

No. 1, the most lyrical MC

Now they never the king, the **** that can't be

No. 1, he ain't no rapper nicer

Pass him the mic, take a set to slice ya

No. 1, he's so second to none

When it comes to killing mics, there's a

No. 1, I suggest that you run

Anyplace, anywhere, just know that he won't

Anything bad happen, they say hip-hop, they blame us

But who knows, these rappers jump by hip-hop for famous

Bullock, he's on one cock, head big like a

Hip-hop Potemus, can't keep up, they ain't lost

Ask that ass, check my flow

Pick my resume, dawgs, yo, I master this

Kid from Salon, my buzz pass my razor

Sick with this pain, off the top, boy, if it's written

Weak rappers, my toilet on them, can't be shittin

I passed stadiums, my country, know I made it

Trappers is so lame, plus that's how I did it

Jim's born a king, I got a soul of debit

Cuz he don't rep the green whites and green

Still slipping, though he write me 16

BET, Cypher, Shalem, Vibe

So I can show these clowns I can be nice to kids

No. 1, the most lyrical MC

Now they never the king, the **** that can't be

No. 1, he ain't no rapper nicer

No more bustin' the mic, take a set to slice ya

No. 1, he's so second to none

When it comes to killing mics, there's a

No. 1, I suggest that you run

Anyplace, anywhere, just know that you're one

Hey, fresh off the water

King spread, what up, I see you, man

We in the building, we back again

Transit nightclub, DJ Q was poppin

Uh-huh, rugged, you know how we do, man

Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, like me man, super light, say it all, man

No more Mr. Nice Guy

I don't care where you from

Niger, Ghana, Kenya, South Africa

You don't want it

I rep Sibelio, man

For real

Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha

I'm on fire, baby

Back to my roots

The album comin

Let's get it

I don't got time for any small-bubble rapper no more, man

I got big fish, they're for fryin

Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha

Written by: Amara Dennis Turay

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