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Herh!! Wahai Talayi releasee aboa no B)k)) mede3 to f)m (VERSE) Make you line up African rappers for me Like a picture, let me make this thing snappy I know they ain't open to me but tell me who be close to me Most of these rappers will never shine than my chain I wouldn't feel you even if you were my pain What's pappin' hater, I told you I'll make it rain Even if my hustle be blood, it will will never be in vain (vein) 3ba no dou a y3 nya ne basaa, what's your reason for the hatred We don't even given give a shit, too much bread we're constipated Been thinking 'bout bundles of money ever since u was a student Boy, you go fi ask my teacher, he'll tell you am block headed How dare you compare Ghana rappers to me am a beast They bi food wey no digest yet, they ain't close to being shit This is a lyrical pistol, beast though, peace to you whenever we meet This by bars(bus), fuck your trotro flow, I no bi your mate Charley, better hide your girl from me, yeah tell am She bi your light, I bi ECG, I go take am Tell her the first time I didn't get the feelings right So she should expect my second coming, Jesus Christ Am steel harder Am still smarter I still smoke y'all It's a naming ceremony, you can name any rapper Real talk, when am on stage, they feel me So no shame, I mean only my girl can boo me Am on the chronic Am super sonic I spit and vomit Make sure the beat is a cross so I can nail a verse on it They didn't care when u started back in the day I've been an outcast (outkast) you can ask Andre (Andre the 3000) You call for war, I'll pick up and never miss the call You call for feature, you better be ready and sure 'Cos am an artist (artiste), I'll draw my gun, that's an art of war You're still a bone, you don't want me to hit up my dogs Fans? I never dey fear, lyrical nation dey I get too many supporters, never going "antipe" Ghalatrava keep it mute, we hear the talking from the haters Though we no dey sell news, we always show up with the papers Fact is, there's nothing you think of that am never doing huh Punches, am always in the ring like a loyal married man Them say ibi me dey hold the area code, they love my jam All these ladies they want screw me, they don't know how tight I am You see my neck bi all shiny, that bi swag try and see I rock stones in the club, catch me at the VIP Boy if they say am not making waves, then they're not on the sea Call me the aboki rapper, never running out of beef (Twisting) Water be the bars I'm spilling it Cars not moderate Bringing it to the table you guys gon CELEBRATE Gas.accelerate we don't tolerate Kill Erm in business I'm in a suit that's cooperate I could make another lyrical impression beh you know it? Run up on a verse and everybody know I do it daily Ghalatrava never backing down for any fucking body If you know me then you know exactly what a niga saying Where dey dey dey I throw it up boy catch a bouquet Take me to nija I go spit till MI go scream say chinekeme Homie I'm nasty hope you see(c) See the way I make them ghost Casper Knock them out LJ AKA K.O SA rappers! Hmm rapper let me paint a portrait How can you rule the game when you don't even get a line straight? Which rapper can scare me? I don't even hear a name Deaf and dumb rapper till the day rocknation signs me! Get the bar? Nah forget it mhen this one could make you stutter In bed I'm a super man I make a woman wonder(Wonder Woman) Chalk it now make I break it down for all my Ghana people Y'all be first year student I'm taking to another level (Twisting) Oh! HOMMIE IM A BIG PROBLEM FLOOOW LYRICAL I GET PAS THEM Jerking up A rhythm If you know it's In my season I'll be ready for the dealing Thank you for your dedication SLOOOW NOBODY DEY GO PAS THEM SHOOOW! MAKE YOU NO DEY PLAY PLUS THEM! Assassination with the meditation Reputation leading to my recognition fishy niga what you fishing? (Nice one!) matured and that's the next makavelly Arresting your labels for abortion they bring you babies out too early Boy am on Billion Killer songs HOMMIE don't Focus on anything ima do with the crew HOMMIE you follow my steps or you fina loose OH LORD! And we them boys we don't talk Dawg (dog)I run up in your model make her pussy cat (pussycat) walk She say she fina figure me out I'm like no girl don't! They say misery loves company baby I'm a boss Welcome to the high commission boy call me officer L They say Satan is behind my bars I'm releasing hell! HOMMIE don't cross don't try at all Make you no test I get apor I'm a master even when i piss it's a (masterpiece) Hello world let's have some serious conversation President L it's my time my clock is politicking My confession to all erm ladies out If money makes me marriage material no bitch will get a yard (Outro) AMEN, BEAST ghalatrava baby chale! Wooh!
Writer(s): Unknown Unknown, Frederick Osei - Akuoko Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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