Cry of the gods
Kelz Nena
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Told y'all niggas every August it's Hip-hop Rey Know, August Brat If I fall off today let it be known it's not my fault I love this game with all my heart n given her my all Asalamalekun, this is the cry of a god I'm dancing with my demons but by morning they'll be gone Asalamalekun, Malekun Salam Big shout-out to my mother cos she na Madam There's so much beef in this air like its Ramadam Swear I've got some people feeling like Shebi na Salah Daddy told me stop this boy I don't wanna see you rapping in this house no more My goons were sitting around watching me spitting They delirious to the plenty things I kept on repeating cos they the lyrics but Little they knew that I had lost my mind Getting the paper I was on my grind I was raised like this, I was paid by this So don't blame it on my mommy cos she raised me good But to become this butterfly I had to leave the cocoon, That's how it is And still I think about death And think about the future so I'm doing my best Got so many ambitions and I need all the paper So the way me I dey chase my dreams just be like who dey pursue yahoo boy, (Shey SARS) Bro I only got this far cos of God and the flow And my glow be like m t n everywhere you go Unto the next saga, Lyrical Jagaban The boy no be Ycee but no body badder than I remember being broke, so embarrassing But now I smiling to the bank like Jazzy but no Don's tho Shout-out to Mavins I still want on that Empire Love me for me cos I'll never put the makeup on And even with a million dollars, one goal I take upon So these things I pray thee on the road to fame I don't wanna spoil my name go down in shame as just another wasted Talent Even my love for money can't compare my talent Plus I'm not just another Mc on TV Cos when it comes to Rap, I'm on top of my game And I'll jump on any beat for the sake of the fame I see my boo smile and she looking pretty But her mummy so upset her daughter walking with me, cut Lyrically born ill, from the umbilical Got the fans screaming cos these flows are monumental, It's 9.39. I sit down penning lines for my new songs Cos it's only bout time that I do something Doe, too much Flows, too much My Manager complaining my flows be too hard Yoo break it a lil down I'm breaking new grounds I've got the new sound I'm that African child, No Camara Laye Grew up in Nigeria so you know I've been thru hell I've got niggas I ain't never met telling me I'm the man Wasn't for the game I would probably be dead I'm the ring leader with the painkillers for the drug dealers Yea I'm eating rappers up I'm a cannibal I got mad niggas and bitches, this is a carnival So I'm warning you no fucking with me this is the seminary When I'm on the mic I preach, flow revolutionary Niggas wanna listen to me, might need a dictionary Bringing you the truth I'm your teacher, I'm your missionary Oh Yeah If I fall off today let it be known it's not my fault I love this game with all my heart n given her my all Asalamalekun, this is the cry of a god I'm dancing with my demons but by morning they'll be gone, Yea By morning they'll be gone Yea, That's it right Matter of fact keep it rolling Yea, Yea, Yea, Yea I do this better than all of these rappers claiming the throne Claiming they Kings and they this Then they diss and they dart But I just want me some gold cos I've been broke So all really I want is the doe Sometimes I need to get high I've been too long on a low I'm in my room, but it feels like I have been on the road Lyrically still the kid but I know I'll be the GOAT Focused on making that money cos in these streets The ones who got it they acting all funny Sometimes I don't wanna be me Cos walk in my shoes be like Jesus, No Yeezys You gon need more than the sandals, disciples and bibles You gon need knives and some pistols and rifles I'm always taking my shots I kinda feel like Ronaldo Life is pushing me down but I emerge from the rubble I wanna win no draws I don't raffle I ain't a snake so I ain't gon rattle Y'all wanna take shots better please tell me to pose I do not do this for the clout or the hoes All I want is maximizing my doe and the truth is Mhen I really just wanna blow Cos I've been underground, they tryna step on me now I put Irri on the map so you can bet on me now I flow ridiculous now But I got haters around They steady gunning me down They wanna push me around They wanna see me go down They tryna make sure I drown Wanna take off me crown, wan dey make me dey frown But I'm not from the West you'll never see me with Agbada I'm Mr Incredible, Call me Abaga I'm made for the Top I'm just looking for the Ladder I for kill all these niggas but I'm looking for the dagger The prison can come take some bars from me Got a big dick thats why I walk funny I can kill beats but I want money So hit me up if you got some for me If I fall off today, It's not my fault
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