See me coming through
Put in 200% everything I do
Asking for a chance but,
All they did was shut door
Mamas always told me work had what you want for
And get it,
By any means
I’ve been rapping since about my early teens
Fitted caps were cool,
Rocking my denim jeans
It was all love and fun
Now my future looks bright like rays from the sun
People wondering,
Whose this new kid with a super nice flow
And delivery that’s special?
Punchlines hard and I never go gentle
Music from the heart, soul and mind all mental
I see space now I'm filling a gap
With superiority from all this musical crap
And police brutality is known for killing us black
Afro hair, dark skin looking like Cinnamon Jack
At times my thoughts are silly,
My dreams are wack
But at the end of the day,
My aim’s to be intact
To try and eat me some cheddar like dinar,
No Iraq
The apple of my eye I need a bite like Mac
The flow so mean so scary
Cos I was told that water no get enemy
A go getter,
I fight till my hands get dirty
I always watch my back,
I’m always battle ready
The champ is here and I’m the one you’ve all been waiting for
Representing country code 234,
And 44
You should think about it
I be in the kitchen cooking yams and imma king alright it…
Does sound very familiar
Just your neighbourhood boy,
How peculiar
I try to leave a mark,
That no vacuum Henry
Can remove and make me feel good like Halle Berry would
I’ve always prayed for a chance to meet her
So I can tell those double Ds it’s really nice to meet ya
I was like Billy you the man after monster ball
Swordfish,
007 I recall
I be climbing up mountains, breaking every wall
When you at the top enemies wanna see you fall
I used a Bible, holy water, a cross
Just to pray for the people cos I’m spitting out cannonballs
My delivery hot like dragon fireballs
All I hear is sirens and triple 9 calls
Belly of the beast I can phantom it out
Bars of illusion,
They can’t figure it out
So I swear to God
This is the realest shit I ever wrote
When you have it,
You cannot be the type to gloat
All that yapping and jabbing,
All I see is loat
Smooth Criminal moving silently in my coat
Then I bought a piano
Started making beats making people saying woh!
Yes I got the Midas touch,
The music sound like gold
So I swear on the Bible,
The truth all told
So now I sit back to watch it all unfold
Building up my house of cards under wood so cold
Made me a platform,
Mentallydisorderedit
For the sounds I make so people can listen all to it
I respect a man grindin’ for his family,
Sticking to his words
Searching for opportunities
To be a better man,
That’s what I try to be
So when I die I can leave the world with pedigree
Yeah,
I’m way up,
I’m way up!
So blessed they tryna hurt me with a pay cut
So blessed I always smile when I wake up
Ball so hard I’m never missing a lay up
And that represents everything I do
Seed of my labour I plant the fruit coming through
I look up to the sky and it’s blue
One day a sign of hope or it’s hue
Confidence is high
I be spending it
I don’t need change because I’m too legit to quit
I can always write bar after bar
Working on my freestyles skills to get me far
But someday I hope I be killing it
Watching vids of Kendrick Lamar,
And Em killing shit
Imma student of the game as I watch and learn
The hunger to the best is what I yearn
So eating pasta bolognaise is my concern
I’m Frank Underwood,
Y’all are Michael Kern
That’s to rapper fellas that be smoking sherm
Thinking that they’re cool but to me you’re just a dirty germ
At times I ask myself,
Why I do this?
The love and the passion,
For the music
Then I woke up on a chilly night a voice in my head speaking to me…
It said “Go”
“Go!”
Then I woke up on a chilly night a voice in my head speaking to me…
It said “Go”
“Go!”
Then I woke up on a chilly night a voice in my head speaking to me…
It said “Go”
Shoutouts to Peanut Butter Wolf
Lunar Props
Lunar Props EP
Thank you for this amazing track
I’ve always wanted to rap on this,
Yeah!
Then I woke up on a chilly night a voice in my head speaking to me…
It said “Go”
credits
from Supreme Circa 14-16,
released December 14, 2016
Produced by Peanut Butter Wolf
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
