Koredele

Na na Is SOB threesixty Sonshineboi I'm a son of grace I no like fight I dey my lane You want stress me You see disgrace oh Esha  loba de Is time hand over Am ready for the takeover Other guys spill over But I came and pass over Sound like the next But the best they confess I beat up the rest with the mic and a deck My punchlines are heavy then a bag of a cement My cypher more deathly than a vemon of a viper Am so hot call me lyrical monster So many rappers call me their master Am a son of grace I no like fight  I dey my lane You want stress me You go face disgrace  Eshe loba de Orimi koredele Koredele Orimi koredele oh Koredele   oh Orimi koredele oh Koredele oh Orimi koredele oh Koredele   I m a son of grace I no like fight  I dey my lane You want stress me You go see disgrace  oh Eshi loba de Swagger lomo boy Emi lomo nor Started from the bottom to the Top I go hard every day we no dey fall Who God has bless no dey flop Emi lomo no  with ororo for my head Emi lomo no with a little bit of bear Emi lomo nor ton dun to fresh Emi lomo nor tonre  ton fe Goodness and favour dey follows me Blessings and mercy dey follow me Ayo,  Ola  dey follow me Goodness and favour dey follows me Blessings and mercy dey follow me Ayo,  Ola  dey follow me Im a son of grace I no like fight  I dey my lane You want stress me You go face disgrace Eshi loba de AM a son of grace I no like fight  I dey my lane You want stress me You go see disgrace E shi loba de Orimi koredele Koredele Orimi koredele oh Koredele   Orimi koredele Koredele Orimi koredele oh Koredele   I'm  a son of grace I no like fight  I dey my lane You want stress me You go see disgrace Eshi loba de