Lyrics 5th August - LJ

Herh!! Wahai Talayi releasee aboa no
B)k)) mede3 to f)m
(VERSE)
Make you line up African rappers for me
Like a picture, let me make this thing snappy
I know they ain′t open to me but tell me who be close to me
Most of these rappers will never shine than my chain
I wouldn't feel you even if you were my pain
What′s pappin' hater, I told you I'll make it rain
Even if my hustle be blood, it will will never be in vain (vein)
3ba no dou a y3 nya ne basaa, what′s your reason for the hatred
We don′t even given give a shit, too much bread we're constipated
Been thinking ′bout bundles of money ever since u was a student
Boy, you go fi ask my teacher, he'll tell you am block headed
How dare you compare Ghana rappers to me am a beast
They bi food wey no digest yet, they ain′t close to being shit
This is a lyrical pistol, beast though, peace to you whenever we meet
This by bars(bus), fuck your trotro flow, I no bi your mate
Charley, better hide your girl from me, yeah tell am
She bi your light, I bi ECG, I go take am
Tell her the first time I didn't get the feelings right
So she should expect my second coming, Jesus Christ
Am steel harder
Am still smarter
I still smoke y′all
It's a naming ceremony, you can name any rapper
Real talk, when am on stage, they feel me
So no shame, I mean only my girl can boo me
Am on the chronic
Am super sonic
I spit and vomit
Make sure the beat is a cross so I can nail a verse on it
They didn't care when u started back in the day
I′ve been an outcast (outkast) you can ask Andre (Andre the 3000)
You call for war, I′ll pick up and never miss the call
You call for feature, you better be ready and sure
'Cos am an artist (artiste), I′ll draw my gun, that's an art of war
You′re still a bone, you don't want me to hit up my dogs
Fans? I never dey fear, lyrical nation dey
I get too many supporters, never going "antipe"
Ghalatrava keep it mute, we hear the talking from the haters
Though we no dey sell news, we always show up with the papers
Fact is, there′s nothing you think of that am never doing huh
Punches, am always in the ring like a loyal married man
Them say ibi me dey hold the area code, they love my jam
All these ladies they want screw me, they don't know how tight I am
You see my neck bi all shiny, that bi swag try and see
I rock stones in the club, catch me at the VIP
Boy if they say am not making waves, then they're not on the sea
Call me the aboki rapper, never running out of beef
(Twisting)
Water be the bars I′m spilling it
Cars not moderate
Bringing it to the table you guys gon CELEBRATE
Gas.accelerate we don′t tolerate
Kill Erm in business I'm in a suit that′s cooperate

I could make another lyrical impression beh you know it?
Run up on a verse and everybody know I do it daily
Ghalatrava never backing down for any fucking body
If you know me then you know exactly what a niga saying

Where dey dey dey
I throw it up boy catch a bouquet
Take me to nija I go spit till MI go scream say chinekeme
Homie I'm nasty hope you see(c)
See the way I make them ghost Casper
Knock them out LJ AKA K.O SA rappers!
Hmm rapper let me paint a portrait
How can you rule the game when you don′t even get a line straight?
Which rapper can scare me?
I don't even hear a name
Deaf and dumb rapper till the day rocknation signs me!
Get the bar? Nah forget it mhen this one could make you stutter
In bed I′m a super man I make a woman wonder(Wonder Woman)
Chalk it now make I break it down for all my Ghana people
Y'all be first year student I'm taking to another level
(Twisting)
Oh! HOMMIE IM A BIG PROBLEM
FLOOOW LYRICAL I GET PAS THEM
Jerking up A rhythm
If you know it′s In my season
I′ll be ready for the dealing
Thank you for your dedication
SLOOOW NOBODY DEY GO PAS THEM
SHOOOW! MAKE YOU NO DEY PLAY PLUS THEM!
Assassination with the meditation
Reputation leading to my recognition fishy niga what you fishing?
(Nice one!) matured and that's the next makavelly
Arresting your labels for abortion they bring you babies out too early
Boy am on
Billion
Killer songs
HOMMIE don′t
Focus on anything ima do with the crew
HOMMIE you follow my steps or you fina loose
OH LORD! And we them boys we don't talk
Dawg (dog)I run up in your model make her pussy cat (pussycat) walk
She say she fina figure me out I′m like no girl don't!
They say misery loves company baby I′m a boss
Welcome to the high commission boy call me officer L
They say Satan is behind my bars I'm releasing hell!
HOMMIE don't cross don′t try at all
Make you no test I get apor
I′m a master even when i piss it's a (masterpiece)
Hello world let′s have some serious conversation
President L it's my time my clock is politicking
My confession to all erm ladies out
If money makes me marriage material no bitch will get a yard
(Outro)
AMEN, BEAST ghalatrava baby chale! Wooh!