Lyrics From the Swat - Tobe Nwigwe

So (So, so)
My music is like an attraction
Real funky
This your people, always talk, talk, talk, nothing
Do you see? I talk, talk, they always talk, ha-ha)
Yeah man, I know you must answer
I know you must answer (ha-ha-ha)

Look, I'm for the swat, you can get your issue
Look, I'm for the swat, you can get your issue
(Born from the West) Look, I'm for the swat, you can get your issue
(B-b-born from the West) Look, I'm for the swat, you can get your issue

Look, I grew up in Winfield on Forum Park
Two options, fight for your life or starve
Dracos could've had my chest tore apart
But the hemoglobin of the lamb had my door marked
Ooh, that's Haile, Haile
Mi padre, Yahweh, you could see he hydrate my wave
Drive straight through my old hood, was forced to migrate
Intense crime rate had bodies sittin' sideways
Ooh, flow hot as a cookout
Before them Charlo twins was bookin' bouts, I went the crook route
You would shout if I could count out the times I nearly got took out
Half these lames, they claimed to be gangstas, was really lookout, so

Look, I'm for the swat, you can get your issue
Look, I'm for the swat, you can get your issue
(Born from the West) Look, I'm for the swat, you can get your issue
(B-b-born from the West) Lookin' for the swat, you can get your issue

Born from the West, born from the West
B-b-born from the West, born from the West
Born from the West, born from the West
B-b-born from the West, born from the West

Olympic flow, I need five rings and a flamin' torch
Went to the school of hard knocks, I had to stay the course
I tried my hardest to keep the peace, never waging war
'Cause if I shoot, my partner shoot the same shot like we playin' horse
Prayin' for all the G's movin' keys like they playin' court
They endorse and may exhort low-key archaic forms
Of thinking to keep you the kingpin of your decaying corpse
Be weary of things you cravin' for and what you say before
You get it

I will not be afraid to go in next time

Look, I get to cookin' and conjurin' though
Flows that be timeless so I don't have to remind them
That I'm a shark and piranha in one, flow like the Dalai Llama
My mama ain't had no commas, my garments was never designer
'Less I would steal from behind the counter at Westward Mall
Got lucky, was blessed to ball, low-key be next to fall
Victim to the street, did everything to go out there and make you prove yourself
But I'm still connected with them G's like a Gucci belt
Truly felt that holdin' it down, I was a skilled leader
Plus I would get it shakin' with both hands like a cheerleader
No pom-pom's, I would drop bombs on an op
I wore Sean John 'til it dawned on me to stop
I felt like Don Juan and low-key was sworn torn
And them Boston days are long gone, but I felt like I'm Ron Bron
With the rock of ages in my corner, when I'm on phase I'm sweet as Lorna
Doom 'cause I'm tryna sign us all coons when I'm performin'

Yo, Tobe, why you rappin' so hard?