Lyrics Hit 'Em Up - Afrikan Boy
The
rise
of
Captain
Afrika
Kilonshele
(Instrumental)
Uh
Kilonshele
Im
the
eba
eater
Afro
grime
I
run
it
like
Kenya
I'm
not
a
bus
driver
but
I
ride
you
like
okada
If
you
got
a
bootleg
cd
(Dapada)
When
I
was
younger
they
said
I
was
fat
I
stopped
learning
how
to
swim
just
because
of
that
Now
that
I'm
older
they
say
I'm
looking
skinny
F*ck
what
anybody
thinks
I
just
do
me!
Pounded
yam
belly,
living
poor,
I
saw
the
rich
on
TV
so
I
wanted
more
The
truth
is
I
only
rap
cos
they
said
I
couldn't
do
it
Now,
whose
foolish?
Somebody
better
call
Ashanti
Olushola
but
my
aunty
calls
me
sholly
She
died
of
cancer
Are
we
human
or
are
we
dancer
Shouts
out
to
my
cousin
africalabasha
Uh,
uh,
I
hit
'em
with
another
one
Uh,
I
just
hit
'em
with
another
one
Uh,
uh,
I
hit
'em
with
another
one
Yeah,
you've
just
been
hit
with
another
one
Uh,
uh,
I
hit
'em
with
another
one
Uh,
you've
just
been
hit
with
another
one
I
hit
'em
up
with
another
one
Yeah,
you've
just
been
hit
with
another
one
Kilonshele
I'm
the
amala
eater
Who
stole
my
visa
I
run
it
like
Angola,
I'm
not
a
bus
driver
but
I
ride
you
like
okada
If
you
got
a
fake
t-shirt
then
(Dapada)
Live
your
life
how
you
see
it
Life
is
a
gift
I'm
just
living
in
the
present
Take
a
shot
or
two
So
you
know
you
can
feel
it
I
be
drinking
super
malt
mixed
with
Guinness
Eba
eater
I
like
my
soup
hot
pepper
With
three
big
meat
I
keep
the
clothes
neat
I
keep
my
flow
sharp
so
my
family
can
eat
I
keep
my
mind
clear
cos
I
know
I
gotta
speak
Man
I
got
to
eat
Everybody
got
to
eat
Music
is
my
food
and
I'm
feeling
like
I
got
a
feast
I
burped
out
the
doubt,
Wash
it
down
with
hope
I'm
the
eba
eater
with
a
belly
full
of
joke
Uh,
uh,
I
hit
'em
with
another
one
Uh,
I
just
hit
'em
with
another
one
Uh,
uh,
I
hit
'em
with
another
one
Yeah,
you've
just
been
hit
with
another
one
Uh,
uh,
I
hit
'em
with
another
one
Uh,
you've
just
been
hit
with
another
one
I
hit
'em
up
with
another
one
Yeah,
you've
just
been
hit
with
another
one
Black
pepper
White
salt,
Jollof
rice,
Cold
super
malt
Obirin
meta
Only
one
me,
Here
comes
the
translation
listen
close
There's
three
girls,
One
I,
Champagne
on
ice,
One
cup
Three
bottles,
Two
hands,
Six
breasts,
Please
excuse
the
math
but
I
skipped
the
lecture
So
I
killed
the
class,
Now
I'm
the
graduate
of
my
own
class,
A
bottle
holds
liquid,
Air
holds
gas,
Listen
up
girl
your
jeans
hold
a
lot
of
ass
We
can
go
anywhere
you
want
just
ask
Kilonshele
im
the
pounded
yam
eater
Who
stole
my
visa
I
run
it
like
Nigeria
I'm
not
a
bus
driver
but
I
ride
you
like
okada
If
you
got
my
bootleg
CD
Dapada
Uh,
uh,
I
hit
'em
with
another
one
Uh,
I
just
hit
'em
with
another
one
Uh,
uh,
I
hit
'em
with
another
one
Yeah,
you've
just
been
hit
with
another
one
Uh,
uh,
I
hit
'em
with
another
one
Uh,
you've
just
been
hit
with
another
one
I
hit
'em
up
with
another
one
Yeah,
you've
just
been
hit
with
another
one
Uh,
uh,
I
hit
'em
with
another
one
Uh,
I
just
hit
'em
with
another
one
Uh,
uh,
I
hit
'em
with
another
one
Yeah,
you've
just
been
hit
with
another
one
Uh,
uh,
I
hit
'em
with
another
one
Uh,
you've
just
been
hit
with
another
one
I
hit
'em
up
with
another
one
Yeah,
you've
just
been
hit
with
another
one
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