[Intro]
Yea
(It's Apya on the beat)
B.O
Ay Kellz
You know OV da Roof is off the hoozle ma nigguh
I wanna spit mayne, let's do this
Let's go
[Verse 1]
Each and everyday megu so s3e me ear drums
Music for life me'bless da a metwer33 me first rap
Gye me rap book, flip pages quote lines
3mu mm3bus3m s3 bible plus the schemes that i write
You see that I'm nice, adwene no y3 white
Not Ab Soul with the lip but gets stoned te s3 Bice
Kaish! I'm here with a story
Sit by the fire side afei de3 tie me kye wo glory
Will tell u bout the struggle with ma homies
More of us chasing dreams, few being chased by the police
Big Joe doing time, still no a 3y3 nwonwa
Two-faced nigguhs cmo ara na 3y3 a 3pa cmo ho ntoma
Wasted years pretty hard to recover
Wasted years adwennwe no 3mma wonn'stay sober
So I'm out here yelling free all ma nigguhs
Moatwe n'aso kakra a 3y3 i still need all ma nigguhs
You gotta know what B.O is like
Mennfr3 wo blood a kyer3 s3 wonny3 the type
Of nigguh a m3ma woahu me secret even if I'm taking your life
Not a killer now but maybe with time
Obi nnim de3 3b3si kyena so B.O is ever ready s3 soldierni
Flow well nti mennto s3bi
Na s3 m3s3 bi nti me nso merebc nnwom s3 mob3sa bi
Giving my all I know you all get me
Maba s3 mereb3y3 bi
[Verse 2: Chief Kellz]
I take a draw of the piece to keep my mind at ease
So I can tell all about the streets, thugs and police
Sing it in a symphony, tell me what is in for me
Bag full of gees smiling looking at a quarter key
That's my new born baby girl where my daughter be
In her mother's arms so the diaper make I order three
That be the joy make I switch to the dirty
Was running through the gutter as the Koti clipping a thirty
And Shouting Hey Hey Gentleman stop before I shoot
For my mind I be auntie ba, so I speed up dey boot
Was a hot headed youth, twisted up a couple truth
I was only fantasized by models and black coupes
Dope rappers in they videos blowing on that kush
High school stick up kid, my favorite rapper was Pusha T
Cause I knew one day Ima push a key
Say my story till these promoters come through and book a fee
I know my mama sees a King when she look at me
Ima Let her dreams manifest Tsatsu in kiddie
This a No Hook
This a No Hook
[Verse 3]
B.O is like w3nkyi w3nkyi bi a csi nne3ma
Mede rapper nu me flow mu a 3y3 a mekyim no ky3n safoa
Wotiee Safoa a 3kcy33 s3 PSA
Nti mesc si wo so a gye wode dwanetoa ba fie
You don't wanna see the Rapperman snap
Bars heavy in em hands I don't stress when they don't clap
y3 na 3y3 wo d3 na woabc pusa
Super feeling, wotie me na s3 wonya kush ah
You know the feeling when you fall into ma rhythm
Some nigguhs jealous cuz I'm never fucking with them
Me seff i need some haters koraa so let em
Me seff i need some haters koraa so let em
3ny3 obiaa na 3b3'feeli wo ma guy
Enti s3 legend bi rekasa a I listen with ma eyes
Road to success nti na y3'cut fake ties
Page a me maduru no 3ny3 book no mpo na crekan
So you see this shit, merefa he na akcte
I ain't fucking with you mpo na woakcnyem abort
Born to observe m'ani na mede hw3w
Wokaa s3 wode ret3 me saa wo ho paa na 3t3w
Shaking ma head ma brain forever intact
I fuck with nigguhs if we got the same interest
Looking forward to getting more love
From ma sister Maggy to me n all ma unborns
B.O is like a trill nigguh
Tom a mere'chase trilli call it a hill figure
Me and music do not come in between
Try to be in the middle of us ima use the same finger
iTz B.O
(shout outs to Larry)
[Verse 4: Chief Kellz]
I dey fit tap Odawna gutter in back dey rep flow
Dawn tee, blowing trees like it ain't a thing
With my chain tuck, plain ducked
Spitting out my brains, all this pain suck
Lame fuck like it on cocaine
But I'm snorting air, we do it in pairs
Couple hunnies that I know go do it for hair
No be Aflao but the Brazil type
Latino coochie on my mind I need a Brazil wife
It's lit! Ha!
For my Niggas in the bando
Below her knees we all know where the pants go
Take her off clothes, the lights and move my hand slow
But she go leave the traphouse if she say no!!!!
The rhymes that I be killing, the bags I be dealing
To stash a couple a million
That ass you gon let me feel it
I'm ready to pay the billing
The draws where all the skill is
I'm trapping and moving piletts
My locker where all the pill is
Ahhh! Baby you fucking with a Kingpin
I hit the city, meet the plug then I bring things
Pardon my trap phone, we dey fuck we edey ring ring
Hit it from behind, you dey hung we go order wings
Got your whole year budget and the other things
If some nigga try hit on you bada boom boom!!!
Bada bang bang!!! Love red like we in a gang
We just a bunch of young niggas who dey love to swang
Blood!
It's the King challe!!!!
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