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The Warning
Hip-Hop/Rap
The Warning was released on February 2, 2010 by Maxworld Entertainment as a part of the album Safety First
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Release DateFebruary 2, 2010
LabelMaxworld Entertainment
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM89

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

Lyrics

My skill's not fair play, I could kick you in the ass
Make a pathological lie pass on a polygraph
My body's homegrown, marrow red, full of soul
The soul belongs to the most high for in my overdose
Approach the bench as you talk to the eldest
Bow down in fear or step back like a leper
Full metal gear, you at war, I'm not your peer
I could spot your weak stare, cry baby, your eyes glare
You got pepper-sprayed up, smacked in the derriere
I'm the teacher, you the student, you the sheep, I'm the shepherd
I'm the sheriff, scrape the filth off your cranium numb
Skull with your dull humdrum, probably full of cum
Penile organ, imbecile, need a warning
Warn him or perform a post abortion
Do not comprehend my mental capacity
Else your employed sign be turned to a vacancy
Fatally, but let me begin to school y'all on my origin
Where I was permed and act up
Fertilized past the hymen, now I'm omen
African, Ghanian, Gemini born
The sun I was forged in, formed in, bring the good omen
My name not Damian, but could knock you off the balustrading
In an instant, stand at distance, you need permission
Else the cataclysmic beta I wait
I get 'em devastated 'cause they deviated
From the norm of the warm charm lyrics I spit heavily
Your flows do not conform, I could go on and on
I'm fast, a McLaren, you a Lada
I'm the boss, you a minor
I'm an L-E-X-G, X-4-7-C, you a Pathfinder
I'm the ruler, you a slave to the master
Find your path on this one, you need a prologue
The numero uno, the African don
The general, attention, start the salutations
21 Gun salute, make that 42 'cause
I'm W, two light years ahead of you
Wanna battle who? Your screws loose
You been abused, be confused
If you confident enough to walk an inch in my shoes, ooh, you bruised
So soon, snooze, you lost
You pitiful, to go against me, you must be out your mind
This criminal, is critical
Your icicles see past this, I'm a spartacle
Written by: Fahd Azam
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