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the Henry
I got the mary and I'm Kali like I'm Uchis
Got more bars than the bleachers, John Cena
How you can't see us
Bitch, John Cena, how you can't see us

shkatrru njani tjetrin po se lena dot
Ti thjesht si queen dhe un jo king por like your big boss
Hey si po shkojn me ne punët
Pse kur ti mu me shef te dridhet

the money dey
Omo, wo, ko sere, we hustle everyday
If you no like me, you go hear me anyway
Eni mo way lo mo iwe, no be by who be efiwe
All my niggas

Aye aye (yes yes ) Tonife No wahala ( no wahala) Where dem Dey, move a bit Give us little space Call everybody wey fit shake their body Come

mi o ni lie

4am am out to go buy fuel for inside moto
Cause lights and traffic no dey smile like most of Kanye fotos
Shock absorber mi ti fe ku

(Never mind that madman, mister) (What does that smell like to you, sir?)
Give us back our money! 
Give 'em back their money! (What does that smell like

me your heart
A special something
Brought us where we are
Its secrets hidden
In your glistening eyes
Reflecting the fire's glow
Still want you by my

So this the land of the free
The one that you 'tis of thee
But I can't bring my family
So they can be close to me
I work at a job, maybe two
And I

Pelumi PK moti dede o
Ain't nobody believe in us 
Up to date they be doubting us 
Very little hope they give us 
No be you dey carry my cross 

You

Imagine how they'll treat us now
When they see our Nigerian passport
Oh God, like it wasn't bad enough before
Now any document from a Nigerian would be met

a welfare bitch
Did I say that out loud Oh you like that I said it
That was enough to get you to the car and lemme hit

My nature
Freaks flocking by my side

before your boy Lazy Laze put his trust in us
Before dudes, from other crews was lovin us
Way before them people in Japan was discussin us
And like now,

they've tried before you
Kings of Nantes by nights
Lords of world by day
Elite seven man, everybody know us
Look the bad boys
Are going to kill us
Night

(Never mind that madman, mister) (What does that smell like to you, sir?)
Give us back our money! 
Give 'em back their money! (What does that smell like

Ok
Hey yo, it's us versus them
Jambo
Bumia
Yeah
Vi ste gore
Mi smo dole
Yes, yes
Beeyoudee
Revolution music
So heyos
Vamonos
Listen

Are you ready

Listen to the gbedu, make you dance am
Balance, Pause
Girlie back it up
Na fake love, no dey force
Don't play with us
Everybody ti muzz
Everybody ti lost

a little full dose
And you know its gon be live all night Show Dem
So I tell her like

Ma gbagbe nkan ti mo so
My man said full dose you know
She whispering

(Never mind that madman, mister) (What does that smell like to you, sir?)
Give us back our money! 
Give 'em back their money! (What does that smell like

don't get higher
(Work)
No cosigns to a dick rider (Fuck outta here)
I'ma shoot that nigga if they get by us
(Mula, it goes)

One, two, three, four, death

Humpty Dumpty

The Dubliners

At Home with the Dubliners

1969

Have you heard of one Humpty Dumpty
How he fell with a roll and a rumble
And curled up like Lord Olofa Crumple
By the butt of the Magazine Wall

no wearing frowns a tí should no wear  tu little mask
This wicked game goes like this
We are going to rip  tu gut if a tí don't keep us entertained

The days are cold
Here amidst the drifts of snow
Just a metaphor of us so many Christmases ago
We had a love so deep
Just like the joy the season

The days are cold
Here amidst the drifts of snow
Just a metaphor of us so many Christmases ago
We had a love so deep
Just like the joy the season

It's that time of year again
Y'all gon' be like, "Why this nigga startin' off like that?"
Disrespectful
Rap Up 2019

(Great John on the beat, by