Wosop

Yes I'm a rapper Yes I dey sing And yet still I'm a factor That you have never seen I'm opening a new chapter Creeping on the scene like a natural disaster Hurricane Katrina in this industry that dryer Than a fucking junkyard Most of it is failure Like a bad report card Suppose we had a savior Someone who could jump start The heart of this dying industry See make I tell you I go sing I go dance I go ragga I go chant I go rap and I go jump on any swagger that I want I go hip and I go hop I go hit you go flop Wey if you think say I dey joke You know what You go shock Cos I'm serious as a heart attack If there was a God of rap He would tell you he made me to bring some fucking order back I put Africa on the map Right after I slaughter cats who treat the art like some bitch that they f*ck and never call her back So here I am Honor me Promise land Follow me Charley this is prophesy This is what I was born to be I do this from the heart of me Like poison in my arteries Ask Reggie if I ain't the sharpest knife in the armory And rappers wanna bury EL They don't know me very well When kraa you go realize you living in a fairytale When I touch down You better say a fucking prayer And tell em haters I'm in this bitch Justin Slayerrrrr Hahahahahahahaha Yess Haha Yo Mic check Ugh Listen The truth is ruthless Most emcees are useless Don't dare refute or disprove this In living proof We spitting so listen Don't confuse this I been across the continents And 7 seas Slaying emcees with ease Following all of my rap decrees I rap with greed and eat emcees Until all of my jaws bleed Indeed Ghana needs to be freed of all of this *ignorant* weeds I'm coming Machete Niggas ain't ready to bear the cross Like the symbols on Chevys I'm very deadly if you tempt me Very tempting to these dead beats If you think C-Real is a memory All I got for you is one question Are you ready Can you rap like I can Doing a handstand In hot sand Stabbing a man with a backhand Yes, I am that man One desire; rhyming tighter Hip Hop's one messiah Only I and I higher Play with me get burned with fire The lyrical, multi-syllable rhyming Breaking through in the game like a hymen Flowing on beats like clocks with timing Checking in books like assignments I'm in no position to leave fans wishing You niggas went missing This is the truth I'm spitting cos it's you niggas I'm dissing C hyphen Real That's the name You know the face You know where to find me GH Hip Hop