The Last Round

Yup We dey roll Ugh DJ Juls The Last Round C-Real E.L It's all Africa Ugh Mic check Yo Creeping through your window Smoke blows like endo Playing all y'all niggas got the game like Nintendo Bouncing of the wall Hear me coming I'm an Echo I see you nodding your head off the top like a Gecko Black on white; lizard shit Listen while I spit this quick Ladies in the club Make it bounce till your titties twist Actors better read your scripts Before I make your niggas quit So vigorous on the rhymes No one else is as slick as this A lotta niggas is faking up off the cheddar they making They bout to get a rude awakening It's elimination I'm patiently waiting Like a Spider Like a Sniper I hide up in your blind spot and light your life up No survivors Or ??? either You gon die before overtime and drown in your own saliva *When I get high F*ck Haile Selassie* *Imma a type a rhyme* Bruh I spit fire My style is Degenerate Terrible rappers with intelligent tactics In fact it's like the raptors Attack and stick in you like cancers Coding my letters I light you up in matches for practice Gave you the mattress Show me where the heart of the fact is Blast and melt you like plastic And blast you with automatics Rip out your bodily chassis Before the gravity lands and Here's a veily detriment I call it my lyrical regiment Lyrical veterans Degrade rappers Into hateful gentlemen Aye One more time This Ghana gunner gonna make you a gunner Go on and front if you wanna Your kids will miss they poppa like Obama It's gonna get hotter than smoking marijuana in a sauna in the summer Cross my heart I promise on my honor I'm on the corner posted up My shoulder's cold as f*ck But even hustlers pray to God to watch over us I rap cos talk is cheap I talk to all of these wannabes But they relate it better when it's on a beat Yup C-Real E.L Hip Hop reborn GH 233 Accra We holding it down forever Braaa!