Shakespeare - Akala.mp3

[00:00.00] 作曲 : Kingslee Daley
[00:13.79]Nigger listen, when I spit on the rhythm, I kill em,
[00:15.62]Raw like the Ball of Brazilians,
[00:17.56]You don't want war, cor the kids brilliant,
[00:18.97]Blood, I'm the heir to the throne,
[00:20.30]Not William, Akala, smart as King Arthur,
[00:22.55]Darker, harder, faster,
[00:23.88]Rasclaat, I kick the illest shit ,
[00:26.03]It's like Shakespeare, with a nigger twist,
[00:27.84]Lyricist, I'm the best on the road,
[00:29.14]Nitro flow, oh-so-cold, I'ma blow yo,
[00:31.13]Keep the hoes, I only want dough homes,
[00:33.01]Nobody close, I'm alone in my own zone,
[00:34.59]No no love for the po-po,
[00:36.11]Loco when I rock mics solo,
[00:37.85]I hope that you know, where you don't go though,
[00:39.63]Want it with Bolo? Must be coco,
[00:41.26]It's William back from the dead,
[00:43.08]But I rap bout gats and I'm black instead,
[00:44.68]It's Shakespeare, reincarnated,
[00:46.31]Except I spit flows and strip hoes naked,
[00:47.79]No fakin', test my blood bruv,
[00:49.83]It's William, back as a tug cuz,
[00:51.64]So real the shit I kick now,
[00:53.42]Plus I don't write, I recite my shit now, (correct)
[00:55.17]Straight from the top, expert timin'
[00:57.15]On top of that now, the whole things rhymin'
[00:58.43]No more tights, now jeans saggin'
[01:00.55]If I say so myself, I'm much more handsome,
[01:02.05]Don't ever compare me to rappers,
[01:03.59]I'm so quick witted that I split 'em like fractions,
[01:05.39]My shit , I tell em like this
[01:07.42]It's like Shakespeare with a nigger twist
[01:08.69]CHORUS
[01:09.14]I get you pumped up,
[01:10.30]Feelin' like you drunk drunk,
[01:11.29]When my beats bump bump,
[01:12.94]Lyrics hit like skunk blunts blood, now
[01:14.96]All the shit I kick, so crazy,
[01:17.48]There ain't no ifs or maybes,
[01:19.20]Spit poetry so shady,
[01:21.36]For lords on road and my hood ladies,
[01:22.76]Pumped up, feelin' like you drunk drunk,
[01:24.90]When my beats bump bump,
[01:26.70]Lyrics hit like skunk blunts blood, now
[01:28.62]All the shit I kick, so crazy,
[01:30.90]There ain't no ifs or maybe's,
[01:32.73]Spit poetry so shady,
[01:34.44]For lords on road and my hood ladies.
[01:36.06]I'm similar to William, but a little different,
[01:37.88]I do it for kids that's illiterate, not Elizabeth,
[01:39.26]Stuck on the road, faces screwed up,
[01:41.30]Feel like the world spat em out, and they
[01:42.96]Chewed up,
[01:43.77]It's a matrix, I try and explain it,
[01:44.77]On the real though, still ready blaze em,
[01:46.37]No contradiction just face it,
[01:48.28]They so enslaved, they are worse than a agent,
[01:49.83]I grace stages, sharp as razors,
[01:51.03]Don't get cut cuz, keep ya distance,
[01:53.35]No artillery, tryin' be militant,
[01:55.21]Ya'll dudes killin' me, think that ya killin' it,
[01:57.18]It's embarrassing watchin you babblin',
[01:59.08]Keep spittin ya darts, mine is javelins,
[01:59.99]The hood Tiger Woods too million,
[02:02.15]Number 1 for so long, its just getting' silly,
[02:03.46] shit kinda like Bruce with da knuckles,
[02:05.33]Like the first time ya ever saw Ali shuffle,
[02:06.91]You don't want trouble, left layin' in a puddle,
[02:08.70]Bruv, you are having a bubble,
[02:10.43]I'm a whole different kettle of fish,
[02:11.98]Thou shall not **** with dis
[02:13.77]My shit , I tell em like this
[02:15.58]It's like Shakespeare with a nigger twist.
[02:17.31]I get you pumped up,
[02:18.18]Feelin' like you drunk drunk,
[02:19.73]When my beats bump bump,
[02:21.46]Lyrics hit like skunk blunts blood, now
[02:23.38]All the shit I kick, so crazy,
[02:25.90]There ain't no ifs or maybes,
[02:27.74]Spit poetry so shady,
[02:29.37]For lords on road and my hood ladies,
[02:31.02]Pumped up, feelin' like you drunk drunk,
[02:33.49]When my beats bump bump,
[02:35.29]Lyrics hit like skunk blunts blood, now
[02:37.79]All the shit I kick, so crazy,
[02:39.61]There ain't no ifs or maybe's,
[02:41.39]Spit poetry so shady,
[02:43.02]For lords on road and my hood ladies.
[02:44.73]To be fair, no MC close to the man,
[02:46.47]Little just come youths jumpin' out of they pram,
[02:48.12]Everybody badman, behind a mic stand,
[02:49.50]It's not creative, one bag of hype, and
[02:51.68]If you buss a ting, where's the mash?
[02:53.45]Move so much food? Where's the cats?
[02:55.06]These dudes ain't real, they just rap,
[02:56.58]I don't spit what I don't know,
[02:57.84]Just the facts,
[02:58.58]No talks of rocks I ain't sold,
[02:59.93]Shots I ain't blown, so cold and I own my own,
[03:01.83]My business ridiculous,
[03:02.95]Sick with it, quick witted,
[03:03.96]Companies head to head an' liquidate it,
[03:05.48]Welcome to illa state, meet ya fate mate,
[03:07.02]Talk truth but we don't play games,
[03:08.97]Move sick, look sample techno,
[03:10.62]Never pull a ting, if it ain't gonna let go,
[03:12.21]That's that, rap track,
[03:13.80]Clap ya like a black gat,
[03:14.22]Back chat, crack back,
[03:14.98]I'm the nigger, that's that, (Beat)
[03:16.08]The rest of these kids is irrelevant,
[03:17.50]Don't compare me to him,
[03:19.22]That's just bigoted,
[03:20.14]I'm on my own shit ,
[03:20.72]Akala+Shakespeare+10 Years of Akala+B*****s ain't shit,
[03:21.19]It's no d*******y; dictatorship,
[03:22.36]Akala+Shakespeare+10 Years of Akala+So b*****s hate my shit
[03:23.32]I'm sick, raise ya spliff,
[03:24.20]I'm swift, blaze em quick,
[03:25.05]My hits, major shit ,
[03:25.84]I flip phrases quick,
[03:27.41]My sick razor shit ,
[03:27.76]Give thick grazes quick,
[03:28.40]And chicks say he's crisp,
[03:29.42]It's not a rumour;
[03:30.18]That kid Akala,
[03:31.15]It's not "Ack-a-la", beg ya pardon,
[03:32.73]Don't get it twisted,
[03:33.68]Your on the sideline like a mistress,
[03:34.59]I'm the whizzkid, with the sick shit ,
[03:36.41]My shit , I tell em like this,
[03:37.88]It's like Shakespeare, with a nigger twist.
[03:39.47]I get you pumped up,
[03:40.43]Feelin' like you drunk drunk,
[03:42.03]When my beats bump bump,
[03:43.78]Lyrics hit like skunk blunts blood, now
[03:45.51]All the shit I kick, so crazy,
[03:48.99]There ain't no ifs or maybes,
[03:49.94]Spit poetry so shady,
[03:51.62]For lords on road and my hood ladies,
[03:53.35]Pumped up, feelin' like you drunk drunk,
[03:55.81]When my beats bump bump,
[03:57.44]Lyrics hit like skunk blunts blood, now
[04:00.02]All the shit I kick, so crazy,
[04:01.98]There ain't no ifs or maybe's,
[04:03.67]Spit poetry so shady,
[04:05.24]For lords on road and my hood ladies.
[04:06.99] pumped up,
[04:07.83]Feelin' like you drunk drunk,
[04:09.34]When my beats bump bump,
[04:11.62]Lyrics hit like skunk blunts blood, now
[04:12.80]All the shit I kick, so crazy,
[04:15.53]There ain't no ifs or maybes,
[04:17.41]Spit poetry so shady,
[04:19.02]For lords on road and my hood ladies,
[04:20.81]Pumped up, feelin' like you drunk drunk,
[04:23.16]When my beats bump bump,
[04:24.90]Lyrics hit like skunk blunts blood, now
[04:26.67]All the shit I kick, so crazy,
[04:29.38]There ain't no ifs or maybe's,
[04:30.96]Spit poetry so shady,
[04:32.34]For lords on road and my hood ladies.