Underground Art

They knew I was greatness the way I just jump on the mic everytime I grace it They can’t say that I sound off beat if I sound off beat it’s the way that I made it See I’m calculated not random all these bruddas is basic Extra terrestrial business if you see me take off in a space ship I’m chillin wid ET in Tahiti smoking on herbal leafies You think I’m a joker smoke this reefer then you’ll soon believe me Cause all you sheepies love to pree me watch me like it’s TV I make it look easy make it look breezy shutting it down like PC You make em feel sleepy make em uneasy coming like gyal that’s needy You think it’s a joke my bruddas will smoke you and they’ll do it discretely Look after my guys, but I know certain man who’s pockets are squeaky And I know guys stuck inside cah they got too greedy They say I make Underground Art and I ain’t talking about tube graffiti If it’s beef it can intense and I ain’t talking no festival tipi I’m like the final boss in a game they be online tryna find how to defeat me I wanna be chillin in Fiji, gyal in bikini, sippin on JD I’m wid a bad little polynese ting in the sun she’s looking all sexy Few drinks got us feeling loose now shes back at the hotel tryna undress me Gyal don’t tempt me, body come sweet like Pepsi I need to find me a fuel station cah my tanks on empty Don’t watch what I’m whippin watch what your sipping you ain’t gotta pree my ting You know my tings different my pattern be dripping and no I don’t need nice rings Nike hat, Nike tracky, Nike tee and the kicks on my feet air max 90s Basically I always drip and I don’t need all them shiny things Basically I’m always fly and I don’t need big gold chains and ice Basically I’m always Nike, if I like em a lot then I’m buying em twice Basically when I’m eating right no I don’t mean eating chicken and rice, made bread wid the guys Levelling high, if you wanna book me let’s settle a price We can get straight down the business Kay-G’s a whizz kid don’t take the biscuit Talk about trapping, talk about splashing, talk about streets have you really lived it They can’t even copy my flow got flows upon flows everyday I switch it They say Friday 13th’s unlucky to me it’s lucky I think I’m gifted That explains my devilish ways creep up in the night like Freddy or Jas I had a dream that I went to hell, but the devil told me I ain’t getting through the gates Tryna conquer the game like Caesar did, and I don’t mean the chimp from planet of the apes King of the games don’t play with me, I play them better you don’t wanna get played