paroles de chanson Shakespeare - Akala

Nigga Listen,
When I spit on the rhythm I kill 'em,
Raw like the ball of Brazillians,
You don't want war, cor, the kid's brilliant,
Blud, I'm the heir to the throne, not William,
Akala, smart as King Arthur
Darker, harder, faster
Rasclaat, I kick that illa shit
It's like Shakespeare, with a nigga twist.
Lyricist, I'm the best on the road
Nitro flow, oh so cold I'mma blow yo
Keep the hoes, I only want dough homes
Nobody close, I'm alone in my own zone
No no no love for the po-po
Loco when I rock mic solo
I hope that you know, where you don't go though
Want it with Bolo? Must be Coco.
It's William, back from the dead
But I rap about gats and I'm black instead
It's Shakespeare, reincarnated
Except I spit flows and strip hoes naked
No fakin', test my blood bruv
It's William, just back as a tug cuz
So real the shit I kick now
Plus I don't write, I recite my shit now
Straight from the top, expert timing
On top of that now the whole thing's rhyming
No more tights, now jeans sagging
If I say so myself, I'm much more handsome.
Don't ever compare me to rappers
I'm so quick-witted that I split 'em like fractions
My shit, I tell 'em like this
It's like Shakespeare with a nigga twist

I get you pumped up
Feelin' like you drunk drunk
When my beats bump bump
Lyrics hit like skunk blunts, blud, now
All the shit I kick so crazy
There ain't no ifs or maybes
Spit poetry so shady
For lords on road and my hood ladies
Pumped up
Feelin' like you drunk drunk
When my beats bump bump
Lyrics hit like skunk blunts, blud, now
All the shit I kick so crazy
There ain't no ifs or maybes
Spit poetry so shady
For lords on road and my hood ladies

I'm similar to William, but a little different
I do it for kids that's illiterate, not Elizabeth
Stuck on the road, faces screwed up
Feel like the world spat 'em out and they chewed up
It's a matrix, I try and explain it
But on a real thoe still ready blaze em
No contradiction just face it
They so enslaved, they are worse than a agent
I grace stages, sharp as razors
Don't get cut cuz, keep ya distance
No artillery, tryna' be militant
Ya'll dudes killin' me, think that ya killin' it
Its embarrassing watchin you babblin
Keep spittin ya darts, mine is javelins
The hood Tiger Woods too milly
Number 1 for so long, its just getting' silly
Shit kinda like Bruce wit da knuckles
Like the first time ya ever saw Ali shuffle
You don't trouble, left layin in a puddle
Bruv you are havin' a bubble
I'ma whole different kettle of fish
Thou shall not fuck with dis
My shit, I tell em like this
Its like Shakespeare with a nigger twist

I get you pumped up
Feelin' like you drunk drunk
When my beats bump bump
Lyrics hit like skunk blunts, blud, now
All the shit I kick so crazy
There ain't no ifs or maybes
Spit poetry so shady
For lords on road and my hood ladies
Pumped up
Feelin' like you drunk drunk
When my beats bump bump
Lyrics hit like skunk blunts, blud, now
All the shit I kick so crazy
There ain't no ifs or maybes
Spit poetry so shady
For lords on road and my hood ladies

To be fair, no MC close to the man
Little just come yout's jumpin out of they pram
Everybody badman, behind a mic stand
Its not creative, one bag of hype, and
If you buss a ting, where's the mash?
Move so much food? Where's the cats?
These dudes ain't real, they just rap
I don't spit what I don't know
Just the facts
No talks of rocks I ain't sold
Shots I ain't blown
So cold and I know my own
My business ridiculous
Sick with it, quick witted
Companies head to head an I liquidate it
Welcome to illa state, meet ya fate mate
Talk truth but we don't play games
Move sick, look sample techno
Never pull a ting, if it ain't gonna let go
That's that, rap track
Clap ya like a black gat
Back chat, crack back
I'm the nigga, that's that
The rest of these kids is irrelevant
Don't compare me to him
That's just beggin' it
I'm on my own shit
Dicks ain't spit
Its no democracy, dictatorship
So dicks hate my shit
I'm sick, raise ya spliff
Im swift, blaze em quick
My hits, major shit
I flip phrases quick
My sick razor shit
Give thick grazes quick
And chicks say he's cris
It's not a rumour
That kid Akala
It's not "Ack-a-la", beg ya pardon
Don't get it twisted
Your on the sideline like a mistress
I'm the whizzkid, with the sick shit
My shit, I tell em like this
It's like Shakespeare, with a nigga twist
I get you pumped up
Feelin' like you drunk drunk
When my beats bump bump
Lyrics hit like skunk blunts, blud, now
All the shit I kick so crazy
There ain't no ifs or maybes
Spit poetry so shady
For lords on road and my hood ladies
Pumped up
Feelin' like you drunk drunk
When my beats bump bump
Lyrics hit like skunk blunts, blud, now
All the shit I kick so crazy
There ain't no ifs or maybes
Spit poetry so shady
For lords on road and my hood ladies
I get you pumped up
Feelin' like you drunk drunk
When my beats bump bump
Lyrics hit like skunk blunts, blud, now
All the shit I kick so crazy
There ain't no ifs or maybes
Spit poetry so shady
For lords on road and my hood ladies