Guess Who Lyrics

Chale the bass small. Turn it up

Then I base small for this rap game

Wey you force play like baseball, make e go down like timber

E be like your moff be some chainsaw

I brought y'all pain sorr. Cut your face off

On the mic I go be your calendar then number your days all

Turn into a monster like Nebuchadnezzar.

Flopped on stage once

Not anymore cos chale I turned over a new leaf

And so I tore that page off

"But say why you behave so? That was a golden chance!"

Yeah, and I burned that opportunity like fake gold

I dey come reclaim throne

Yeah I'm back, right? Left — like Arabic

Bro my lyrics make you shake (Sheikh)

So I'm going for the throats of the poor scapegoats

I go make thema lives short like grass

Make you no try escape G.O.A.T

The black and white boys know

On the mic I made ghosts every time I came to Cape Coast

It's the lyrical smooth criminal who's moonwalking on the beat

I for start dey rep bars for the moon top

'Cause chale ma arm strong

I know you missed me

But I needed that motherfucking space

Like I'm Armstrong

Shwɛ mɔ nɛ kraa

Meni yɔɔ mi? Meni nɔɔ?

Meni yɔɔ mi? Meni nɔ?

Meni yɔɔ mi? Meni? Meni?

This rap go take your time like I was born of thieves

Cause when I take the mic it's awesome

Your boredom leaves. Like it's part of a tree

When I record, all leave

Else I leave 'em frozen like statues

A gorgon scene

And even when they fall like Autumn leaves,

I don't stop until they're cold like when the Autumn leaves

I eat rappers when I'm bored

And it seems I can't have enough of a murder

A spawn of greed

I have strict parents. But kinda like a baby from a miscarriage,

you could say their lil baby is a spoilt child

A small child with a big ass brain will make you need aspirin,

when I bring your racing thoughts to a halt. Ah!

What the fuck you saying, bitch?

Shut your mouth and feed it pills

You competed but you were defeated still

They say when I murder a rapper it's like a fetus killed

Cause he looks fucking vulnerable

"Chale you're mean as hell."

Ma guy you see this ill nigga back in the booth

with bleeding skills and no fucking Achilles heel?

He's cold blooded to the bone

And I hope you're not cold blooded

I'm about to drown you in cold flows like you need to chill

So whaddup?

Shwɛ mɔ nɛ kraa

Meni yɔɔ mi? Meni nɔɔ?

Meni yɔɔ mi? Meni nɔ?

Meni yɔɔ mi? Meni? Meni?

Shwɛ mɔ nɛ kraa, meni nɔɔ?

Meni yɔɔ mi? Meni nɔɔ?

Meni yɔɔ mi? Meni nɔ?

Meni yɔɔ mi? Meni? Meni?

So have you ever heard a ghost rapping?

Nope? Then bro, strap in. No slacking

I dey come take you through this rollercoaster I've been

Them dey bell me RBD. Muhfucker I was flier than RVP

But this Flying Dutchman never land as he left the fucking Coast

Captain Davy Jones. Blackened Soul

No capping. Go track him

"You no go find shit."

Was glad he chose rap instead of law c

Cause bitch he rose crapping on competition

Flows slappin'.

Bro's rapping (wrapping) dope rap in prose — trapping

Made 'em overdose. What's happenin' bitch?

So how the law dey go?

Pretending you're fulfilled but you miss me on a low

That's what you get when you sell out on your bros

I know say you dey miss all your hoes

All your hoes t

Thema flowers wet but you spoil your hose

Fucking coward. I know it's me you're scared to be

It's hurting me how I thought I'll be married to the game until I died

Or she died - and I get the curtesy

You never did me the courtesy

Of late wey e dey occur to me

Why give me to a world that ain't heard of me

then stab me in the motherfucking back and murder me?

You're hurting me. Hurting me with no basis

Your only dope agent

Bringing the apocalypse.

But you stopped your lips moving like a fucking stroke patient

But howdy it's the party pooper

You dawgs giving false wags

Pretending you're excited to see me

You dey force waa

What the fuck you call swag?

You homies no know fuad

You know me

I'm coming for you phonies like the fraud squad

Alarm ringing

It's time to start spitting outta control

Ma tongue singing a dirge for competition

But if they're not quitting, then I'm thinking Scott Pilgrim

Me against the world. Baby, I'm winning

I'm not kidding

I'm storming your whole fucking city like Godzilla

This Hip Hop filler that I'm bringing is for your ears only

I hope you hear, homie

This rap is for your fears

Only listen if you're confident