THE WEIRD ONE Lyrics

(Once upon a time

There existed an anomaly

A being that resides outside the confines

Of what was considered normal

Then he started to understand the choices

Leading to his actions

But he simply gave no fucks)

Whispers all around

Their fingers pointing at me(Frost)

"This country's for Afro beats

What's he doing rapping?"

"Con dey rap with oyinbo"

Why do they all doubt me?

"You don't even look like a rapper"

Fucker I know already

They always criticising like they know the game

Like they've mentored and trained artistes

Who don rose to fame

It's all cap, I'm calling them on that

The NO is in all caps if you thinking I'll drop rap

Tell me I should switch I'll catch a court case

(I'll pummel you)

Yh I'll be in handcuffs but you'll have no face

Not here for the rat race

I'm here to have fun

And get paid doing what I love

I'M THE WEIRD ONE

When I walk, When I step

When I rap, When I flex

When I talk, when I jest

I'M THE WEIRD ONE

They go right, I go left

They go east, I go west

Rap is dead?, resurrect

I'M THE WEIRD ONE

When I walk, When I step

When I rap, When I flex

When I talk, when I jest

I'M THE WEIRD ONE

They go right, I go left

They go east, I go west

Rap is dead?, resurrect

I'M THE WEIRD ONE

OK I'm back I'm restless

Razz ones listen and they ask

"What is this?"

"Give us Afro Gbedu, it will grow your listeners"

Mind your business

What if you did that for instance?

Always yapping bout opinions

Till I book em two times

Officer of corinthians

What I mean is I warn them

Like Gru to minions

Third booking and you're out

When I'm making millions

Tell me I should switch I'll catch a court case

Yh I'll be in handcuffs but you'll have no face

Not here for the rat race

I'm here to have fun

And get paid doing what I love

I'M THE WEIRD ONE

When I walk, When I step

When I rap, When I flex

When I talk, when I jest

I'M THE WEIRD ONE

They go right, I go left

They go east, I go west

Rap is dead?, resurrect

I'M THE WEIRD ONE

(Let me flex a bit)

OK the pen on the pad now

My fans be like peeps

Defending the class clown

Never back down

Even when facing a mad crowd

With surround sound

And 2 feets planted above ground

The weird one

The Outcast

Take a step back

Heads bopping so much

E be making their necks crack

You claiming you rap better

You willing to test that?

Rap isn't dead, you really should drop crack

Now, this ain't the vibe you used to

Spitting straight fire, like I'm doing a jutsu

Outcast in the game

Yh I'm a loose screw

Rap won't sell?

Please show me the rule book

Flow too smooth

On a beat I cruise through

Lines so hard

They've been eating bluechew

Talent sat me down

Looked me straight into my eyes

Said "you, yes you, I'll abuse you"

Rappers out there just not getting attention

The game's more rigged than a Nigerian election

Industry really needs a thorough inspection

Got em all sweaty

Yh they feeling the tension

One step, Two step

Three step, Four

Flow too buttery

They ask for more

Outcast rap

Open up your door

It's the weird one

Look at what I have in store

Tell me I should switch I'll catch a court case

Yh I'll be in handcuffs but you'll have no face

Not here for the rat race

I'm here to have fun

And get paid doing what I love

I'M THE WEIRD ONE

When I walk, When I step

When I rap, When I flex

When I talk, when I jest

I'M THE WEIRD ONE

They go right, I go left

They go east, I go west

Rap is dead?, resurrect

I'M THE WEIRD ONE

When I walk, When I step

When I rap, When I flex

When I talk, when I jest

I'M THE WEIRD ONE

They go right, I go left

They go east, I go west

Rap is dead?, resurrect

I'M THE WEIRD ONE