Class Acts (feat. Fricky, BossBouncy, Kobby G, Kay-Ara & Nlmgnm)
Lvin Red
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Here we go again Drop the beat and i'm born again Yeah i'm cold as Bane See that ice running through my vain Yes man, batman No i can not explain My grits cant contain Your bs is insane You know what i'm saying Pack your bags, leave the house You know where the leader at Follow, follow lead em out Lead em astray Dip em' like an ash tray Yeah man that's damn straight I really really can't wait Eight keys that's some weight Man i wanna push a... Push some Ts Since everybody out here be selling something Whats a rapper without a bling I'm wearing no chain No pain no gain No assets on my neck No vest on my chest My feet ain't got no check Now tell me where the flex Who wanna battle next Drink that bell on a cattle neck Soft behind a hard shell you are just a turtle neck Half these rappers dropping photos, other half is barely rapping Don't gotta say it how you said it happened You nearly buzzing, But then again nearly rarely ever does it If you wanna know I’m eating good like I’m Megan’s husband I made the ballers feel us And still they call it gimmicks Still I kick the type of flow the government could pour in rivers May God forgive us, And stop spitting corny lyrics Haters got Kahaz to leave the mic like Robin Givens I gotta say this, if phony rappers brain dead You sheikh the game a little, Infantino’s tryna' blame Pep Your shortie got me gifts, came with ribbons and she gave head Your shortie got you gifts, came in rubber, safe sex Kept on doing me hoping one day to export the vision C13 was VAR we was what the sport was missing To leave the game will forever be a tough decision I do this for my niggas who have never had a pot to piss in It’s the Trap lord , bow down to the rap God Watch you think I rap for ? Kill MCs and that’s all? Hell naah! I be spitting heat like dragon On every beat I ride on, make you rappers run off You try on, you asking for my canon Am rowdy and rich, you don’t wanna die young Doggi wo bed am the one your girl rely on She give me head and come to you and let u kiss on You get a pic? You rappers get off my dick Last time i checked i was in the trap hitting licks Still came back to the rap scene and getting this lit I'm the reason why your favourite rapper claiming a king Cos what’s a king to a God? What’s a Sark to Nas? What’s a punch to a bar? You niggas figure it out I don’t beef I pull up And let it bang like Pac In your dreams like Kruger So you don’t sleep when I rap Then time for the ghetto we dey give freestyle No be ma level back down now U go fit me? herh! ask your body "how?" Ma me kenten hw3 na ma flow bi chaw Me de3 menim menim s3 (S3) On day i will get the respect I deserve So see i really don't care (Care) What these motherfuckers dey talk talk for there Tryna compare me to these rappers in this game Call me Mr "i don't give a f*ck" at least not today Hw3 mabaso ! so make way Wen waso ! Montie tie Na menwom si Mr DJ put it right back back on replay! I am Sick with it, its acidic when i spit Like a terminal disease chale i was born with it I'm still killing The blood spilling The 9 milli, pointed to your dome call me Kasahere rap villain Looking fabulous being broke is my phobia (Uh) Tryna sleep on me dawg you get insomnia (Uh) We in the headlines hope u got cable I got dope lines you can sniff on the coffee table From school demos to two memos That rules; let’s go build new condos like we use Lego The dude echoes: Iri! Yeah he’s back in to bruise egos E go step your top to reach the top two levels At Trade shows to chase dough Then back home with a case oh Whoever know say I go travel the world to trade flows? Or meet Vusi Or eat sushi Or use dutifully ein voice get invoice, sort ein boys for this crude city? Who is he? Uhm... them conf? Yeah, the guy paying your salary this month Never hurry with a response Cos my attention is what you want But my hours are billable now Ridiculous how when I speak it’s littered with money so the syllable pounds Safer(CFA) to let you lose or leave you with a minimal crowd Whilst you down, I will building me a beautiful town From school demos to this, shit is hella' profound I am the son of Mufasa Sing me the chant of Wakanda (Yibambe!) Riding this genre in Ghana Hakuna Matata, this is my agenda Never Ending Legend is my stature Feeling like mountains, my structure Every soul in my fold when we roll as a whole for these goals is a fucking shatta Here we go, here we go N.E.L Magnum is so effing dope Here we go, here we go N.E.L Magnum is the... Greatest man alive Chale keep your shine I'm alright Chale keep the grind up all night When the day come we gon' eat, all the time Imma go, imma go, imma go, imma go, gon' be great (We gon' be great yeah) Every girl that i know, that i know thinks i am insane Green wine we sipping up through these cold times We sitting up through these cold night We setting off these plans till we blow
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Written by: MELVIN ERASMUS ASARE
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