Baby girl,
I’ve been watching you
I can’t wipe away this frown
Uhh
Searching for the glory on my way to unveiling it soon,
So I pray to keep me wake as I’m kneeling it
Can you see the frame?
Like a picture I be reeling it
Yes it’s Jigijay with the flow and I be killing it
Clap a beat up with a kick, yeah I be dealing it
Hard with a pain in your chest,
You’ll be feeling it, everywhere
Go against me and you’ll be sealing it
Your loss would be one that need meds to be healing it
For all the damage I bring,
Eyes on the prize and all I see is kaching
Lord on the mic and I need is the ring,
My precious,
I’m searching like Google all you niggas are Bing
Left the fro though for a dreaded hair thing
But very soon imma chop it on some Aragorn thing
I need a break from these flows I be spitting
These rhymes that I’ve written
The bars I set are overhead,
Like your ceiling
Hurting on some feelings,
Like stub on a pinky toe
If you don’t understand me then there’s something bout me you should know
Gimli with the axe, you can smell it when I spray
All these words from my lips so I kill em with a slay
And I do this day to day,
Mentallydisorderedit
Serving all these niggas like food when you order it
Can I get a number 13?
Novak Djokovic
Rafael winning on em Cassius Clays
Rest in peace Ali, stinging niggas like rays,
Charles, I can’t see nothing but my own ways
Phonies lead you wrong,
Then blame it on the alcohol
Sly as a fox unchained
Tarantino with the shots when directing my flames
I be spitting like a dragon burning all you lames
Who don’t wanna see me live good, eat good, dress alright
A bad taste that can ruin my appetite
So I don’t feel sunny,
I don’t feel delight
Like my skin turning orange I don’t feel all right because
Orange is the new black
Police still kill my brothers though
Turn a Jaffar Cake into a blacked out Oreo
Treated like cattle in a Texas rodeo
This a travesty Scott,
Our life is all we got
On a brighter note,
I’m working hard for the mula yo
In the corner swimming so deep,
Into the yogurt yo
This is my time,
I can see it on my Casio
Waiting for the countdown,
Like Jigi is about to blow
Dreams of Rachel Riley chilling with me in my patio
(Dum dum, dum dum, dum dum dum dum, dum)
Yeah,
Everyday all time, 24 to your 7 yeah I’m gon shine
If I got a problem yeah I handle mine,
I never run,
I put my spine on the line
Like a medium rare steak dish sipping fine wine
With a girl pretty face and a fat behind
Dining with the father, the son, and the Holy Spirit,
All three of y’all like pine
Basically what I’m saying is I’m gon grind
Got my focus on the glory yeah, I’m gon find
I never quit, yeah I never resign
The architect, of my life I design
Yeah!
credits
from Supreme Circa 14-16,
released December 14, 2016
Produced by Gift Egbed II
Vocals by Gift Egbedi II
Gift Egbedi II is an up and coming music producer and musician in the genre of Hip-Hop and R&B with influences from boom-bap
rap, trap, funk, jazz, soul and African tribal/traditional sounds. He is also the founder of Berijogurt, a music platform to showcase his sounds and music made, created and produced...more
