Smoke (feat. KiddBerch)

Whoo! Whoo! Chale! Chale! Ah ah Then this game dey bore till me then Berchie came in Fucked it up with One Day That be the one wey then the beat be MPtainment As we cool down give them the throne just be vacant Berch told me bro let's be patient We gently waited Now this verbal tec is sprayin' F*ck you thought, he can be tamed in a lyrical war? (I guess he's playin') We nodey come fool like SDK If your rapping cadence dey sound like you're getting raped by twenty eight men What I dey talk go set you straight Unless you're gay One Day was fire I nodey give a f*ck what an emcee says I nodey give a f*ck I levitate a soul, send 'em up to Heaven's Gate When I (burn a boy) Anyway, say hi to a kid that was psalm singin' Thought he'd end up in Palm Springs And then now he's arm swingin' like Eddie Khae When I let these spray (Duba unless God!) You go chop bullet like Wendy Shay Shabazz came in and met his fate Never bragged about endin' Phrame Lenny was ma G Came in a free man and got sent in chains Sorry fam, but y'all catchin' strays I no go shelter ma dawgs I earned this fucking reputation and so bitch niggas what the f*ck you sayin'? Yeah bro let there be pain You fuckin' with us? You can't be sayin' you fucking with us You can't be sane! You go fit resent me 'kay? But respect dier you dey owe me plenty payment (Ah who too this?) Don't tempt me, Satan Envy, hate and empty brains be what you niggas get That be why you nodey fit replicate this flow Sekof e be unfuckwithable Make you never figure say we be hospitable You just go dey end up with hospital bills Oh chale that never be profitable I'm comfortable when I'm in the booth If you dey compete, you're not visible And just in case it's smoke you want You bet your ass you'll be getting flamed! Getting flamed Yeah he's named Berch the Saint From hell he came And let me state Me then my army dey carry the heat like LBJ Cause what my pen drag on this paper's fire King author from Merlin's days Sword thing outta the rock And roll this thing out - like the Presley way One, two, three, four Shit is 'bouta pop off One, two, three, four Shoulda stayed the f*ck off One, two, three, four Time to f*ck your block up One, two, three, four Hit the lights One, two You blow dey pop confetti But bro you're fucked already Your flow is skunk-like smelly It's slow and not compelling I hope you're not forgetting this show is not for telly You know we rough and ready Nti y'asan aba like Kokoveli So spread the word like some Kokonsani Chale listen, I'm Zeus with a mic I'm getting my tools Ain't nobody filling my shoes Kinda like the women I smooch Each killing I do is amazing I'm bathing with your blood in a jacuzzi Yeah dawg, still in my groove They ask why didn't I choose rap only? Cause homie's a lawyer and a criminal too So talk to your homies These niggas dey bore me I nodey biz chale so f*ck what you told me We never be paddies You don't even know me You hard a then show me F*ck off with your story No homo but all o' you niggas below me Your rap all be koobi Take a nigga down with a chopper like Kobe Like he nobe obi Nobe Mikel Obi Nobe Wan Kenobi I'm totally sticking my dick inside the game It's fucked and never same cause nobody's willing as I am Niggas is maimed You hearin the sirens? Thinking we rapping the same? F*ck! Y'all rappers insane and sick in asylums Double the pain when you feelin' this iron Dead in your grave but livin' in silence This is the sound of the drums of war You son of a gun, my pops will raise you But I'm a brother to none Guns go pruh puh pum Opps go blaze You know say I never go run Come and I'm landing a punch Another one bites the dust (Gloves off!) You no go gimme my props, I'll make you One, two, three, four Shit is 'bouta pop off One, two, three, four Shoulda stayed the f*ck off One, two, three, four Time to f*ck your block up One, two, three, four Hit the lights One, two, three!