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Kojey Radical

Kwadwo Adu Genfi Amponsah, better known by his stage name Kojey Radical, is a British rapper and mixed media visual artist. He is known for incorporating storytelling and Afrocentric themes. His music has been described as "...somewhere between grime-y hip hop and alternative rap with a generous helping of spoken word." He is also the creative director of arts collective PushCrayons and artist director of contemporary Menswear brand Chelsea Bravo more »

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(Fanatix) let me just talk, huh

Stuck between a rock and a hard place
Stones in my timepiece, please don't watch face
This room got elephants in it, tough crowd, long day
Can't please everybody, can't trust anybody
This game wasn't ready for me
Still got some readies for me
It's cool, man, I'm ready for it
Path wasn't steady for me, I walk different
Ain't code-switching, I talk different
Revolutionary, my thoughts different
You man are old spice with the horse missing
Fucked up my transmission, waiting to transition
Lost in translation while feeding the damn nation
You really think the change were free?
The same kind of pain that you came to see?
Well, I put a stack up on my trauma, 'cause my trigger finger itch
Chatty patty on the plate, I had to make a meal of it
Pick another brave face, start my day and deal with it
Think they want another hit and I'm the dealer

Pusher man, I'm your pusher man (pusher man)
Pusher man, I'm your pusher man (pusher man)
Pusher man, I'm your pusher man (yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yo)
Pusher man, pusher-pusher man (yeah-yeah-y, uh, whoa)

If he got it for twenty, I could get it for ten
Connected to the plug and not a friend of a friend
Too many middlemen and now the pot gettin' thin
What's another butterfly to a pimp? The plot thickens
Aeroplane mode, I'm ignorin' every phone call
It's poppin' when it's poppin', when it's not then they don't know, yo
Still a dirty fella, when I'm spittin' I got no rules
Of course them want a seat at the table, I got no room
Spot me when I'm local, salute me when I'm global
Hate me out loud, I can't hear you at that volume
I think the agents wanted pop hits, but this ain't that
You ain't been around the fiends to tell me this ain't crack
Now the room smells fishy like the cling don't wrap
Man, you really think they lived those raps?
Always wondered how it gets like that 'til it gone like that
Think they want another hit and I'm the dealer

Pusher man, I'm your pusher man (your pusher man)
Pusher man, I'm your pusher man
Pusher man, I'm your pusher man
Pusher man, pusher-pusher man

My mother's voice always felt like home
But eventually you're outside, on your own
The scariest thing about raising a boy is
Learnin' when you become a man
That target on your back is a little bit more permanent than a tattoo
You have to learn quick, real quick

Nothing more dangerous than a black man with intelligence
Even worse when he got some relevance
They give drugs to my people, eternally left 'em fucked
They like you better when you sell a bit
You ain't a boss if you ain't never got your hands dirty
Good with the .15, your honor gave a man thirty
I just paint a picture like I'm Stan and Kirby
Not like I ain't did it, I just did it early
Before the camera phones, certain yutes were never certi'
Before the therapy, a trauma that was reoccurring
Felt the energy around me, tryna switch and curse me
Only family in my will, I write that shit in cursive
You're lucky I'm a different person
I was cleaning up my act while you were still rehearsing
All that slick talk ain't rich talk
I knew gangstas moved in silence when I was piss-poor
On the road to success, the stress a pitstop
Once I got me some money, my bitch was hip-hop
And she look pretty now
When we're walking down the aisle, I pray we diddy-bop
I tried to leave the game, but it cost a lot
They always tell you, "Read the small print"
They said, "Love is free until you're getting dropped"
Used to be family, now we're orphans
Shit was all good just a week ago
And shit was looking pretty just a deal ago
Swervin' out the dealership, looking like a ton of gold
Feeling like I sold my soul before I even touched the roads
Ends is unfamiliar, now I gotta come and go
Used to have a couple bros, united by a common goal
Plantin' seeds of doubt like they didn't want to see me grow
Think I worked this hard to stay the same then I can't keep you close

I know too much
And there's nothing more dangerous 
Than a black man with intelligence
Especially with some relevance

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