1st Grade Music (prod. By Sergio)

Intro: O.H
Its O.H in de building
Kojo Cue right na di building
McLaud in de building
Whats up
You know that is O.H in da building
And I got Kojo Cue I got Claudizee First Grade Music, we bout to make
history
Get me, Sergio hit them

Chorus: Ball pen on the paper
This is the 1st grade Music, 1st grade Music,
Ball pen on the paper
This is the 1stgrade Music; this is how we do it.

Verse 1: O.H
My flow reveal secret, like de Octopus
Stressing this old rappers like
menopause
Itching them, here and there like
chicken pox
They cant stand the heat, unless they beg for me to pause
In seconds, my music made them
reckless
Rollin all around their neck like necklace
Is giving them slow death, they looking
helpless This isnt a telenova tchew!! Timeless
Am far ahead in this game, you need a
telescope
I brought this style, call it flashes of
hope
Swag on African Print Im a S.O.A.P Cos I roll with the CEO Kobby Dope
The rap president with attitude Barrack
Obama
Me na me flow so authentic, chaley e no
be China
Ohemeng Bin Laden, me nua ne Osama Is O.H and am from Ghana
Makin good music, Claud they my side
Be warned haters, you cant kill our
pride
This our birth right, not a plight..

Chorus:
Ball pen on the paper
This is the 1st grade Music, 1st grade Music,
Ball pen on the paper
This is the 1st grade Music; this is how we do it.

Verse 2: Ko-Jo Cue
Eyo! I came from the bottom, rose from
the bottom/
With nothing but flows, was told go,
get them, I got them/
No Edem, I had them in my zone/
For the throne I wrote weapons, I cocked them/
And blew it aint a problem/now Im
popping off with my dawgs/
Popping off in the club/
C U E, C U E, popping off on the blogs/
I be knocking up all them broads, den bell I no dey pick/
Boys jocking up on the god, but hw3 I
no dey biz/
i be sonning them, they put me on
tracks and I be running them/
run with them, put an AK to the domes, I be gunning them/
Hi hater, bye later/
Ask around abi ur chick side nigga/
High as a skyscraper, chasing this paper/
Making this paper till I see my maker/
Me trap taa kye bayla, cedi, naira ne cefa/
Wontee me rapo sei da,
O.H, I gotchu, eyyba//

Verse 3: McLaud
They say I smell like a superstar, thats
me.
I belong to a super clan, capital c.
We have many brothers, who are
really popular gee..
And if you wanna copy our style.That aint for free..
Tellem, Hommies gonna hit de jackpot.
After that, hommies gonna pop the
pop off.
Ever wonder why niggas tripping in the
game.. This life is kind of freaking insane, ah!!
Never ever tryna do me.
Cos it wont work, Im cool gee..
Even if I walk on the edge, I will never
fall,
Because Im bless, Im getting strong.. Its like am getting tall. I aint growing
horns.
A lot mennas talk about how we ball,
how we flex,
How we talk, how we score, how we
love, This rap game, gon get de fame,
I dont hide anything, mehn Im so
plain.
Cos Im better than the haters, massacre
the monsters,
Hommies are like we de greatest, the greatest.
But is Claud, O H, Kojo Cue we the
realest.

Verse 4: O.H
Me y3 incredible undisputed you can
call me M.I
Big things popping, chaley like T.I
Me y3 best na month se sen?, yes I
Mi nah bard man, Jah-Rasta-Fari ii
I dey chop victory, you all wonder Tip of a story building, you aint my
level
I dey make history, them all surrender
Am Diablos, mean mugging, do I look
like devil
If you set a trap, you will end up in a casket
Cos meny3 bode3 adwo, to set as a
target
Flow I have it chaw, Joe ka woho bring
the basket
3ma ne ha wo, cos am not your budget.

Chorus:
Ball pen on the paper
This is the 1st grade Music, 1st grade Music,
Ball pen on the paper
This is the 1st grade Music; this is how we do it.