How to Bleed a Mic 2 Lyrics

Memory's so treacherous

One moment you're lost in a carnival of delights

With the poignant childhood aromas

The flashing neon of puberty

All that sentimental candy-floss

The next, it leads you somewhere you don't want to go

Somewhere dark and cold

And filled with the damp, ambiguous shapes

Of things you'd hoped were forgotten

Memories can be vile, repulsive little brutes

Like childrеn, I suppose...

Give us this day our daily bread

And forgivе us our trespasses

As we forgive those who trespass against us

And lead us not into temptation

But deliver us from evil

For thine is the kingdom

The power, and the glory

Amen

Bird brained ni**. Do your drugs in an airplane

Still you never ever go fit get higher than this

Fuck your wordplay.

Your words play with the mic

But ma words slay the mic

Chale how ya like this?

Since you dey require my shit then be ready for the smell

Cos it's dynamite, bitch

I dey raise the alarm cos you dey snooze pass

Make you never lose guard

If you dey doubt me then you booze pass Dionysus

Cos chale I dey nod. Wire tear for ma head

Rydee ma mind job taya so ego leave

That be why I'm on fire like a liar liar

Ma pants are on a muhfucking bonfire

Cos this whole beat's tighter than a vault. (Ick!)

E make your body come pass Gillian Boateng

On the beat I'm like a million soldiers in a battle

I'm attacking every civilian

I take rap World Cup but I'm better than Brazilians

Wey I nodey shy sef

So ma guy if you figure say your eye red, well it's cool yo

But chale fuck your wanksta paradigm of a gangsta's paradise

Sekof me I Dey like bed for studio

But first, had to take a cue, then go to school

Boy, I never forget how ma guys vex

Now I'm truly gold. Apex

Fuck y'all ni** all about the pay cheque

That's why you stay the opposite of me

Like safe sex

I'm fly to death. Nine Eleven

I pray for me like I'm the Reverend

Since May fourteen, ninety-seven,

I've been a psychopath like J. Vorhees

Ain't even in my prime for heavens sake

I'm horrible

Competition, chale here's something for those

Inconsolable tears running down your cheeks

An uncontrollable fear's coming

I'll rain bars on your choked gutter flow

Motherfucker!

I dey kae that time for Knight, boys dey crucify me

I was like

"Chai! Maybe I go fit try this and see if ego job."

Well it worked and paid off

Rydee them ni** all them shock how I've risen

Ma gun bars to your mind. Listen

Cos I ain't missing your ass

The only time that I'm kissing your ass is goodbye

Then times all ma paddies for Knight pissing me off

But fuck all your blind dissing

Get off ma dick

Cos I ain't listened to nobody but TipDrill

Cause he was ma family

Guy, I was like Stewie cause only ma dawg understood me

Brian Griffin

I sure you boys all your hate die

But mine isn't

My mission is to get you all in your crime prison

As I envision you in hell it's such a fine image

But my vision is weird sekof this kind schism in peers

Fit make your eyes glisten with tears

You backbite make my spine stiffen

But chale nobody is perfect

So I pay attention to myself cos I'm nobody

And I'm worth it

Whatever the cost I'm gonna purchase my dream

It's full of pain

I'm drowning in ma small pool of fame

Wey I never go surface

Chale this one is for you. Them break you ma gee

So them dey figure but you're bigger, ni*** make you no gree

See you for filter your paddies all

The fake you go see, if you make them feel high too much

Them go fit mistake you for weed

Wey them go smoke your ass

I just hope your past nobe dark as mine

Cos chale mine's broken glass

You guys woke the Taz

I'm provoked and mad that

I cope with that when I hold a pen

Straight outta Knight House

Then I be the ni*** who nodey bed after lights out

If I'm staring at night clouds

Ma music is quite loud

Then I'm tryna write sounds to make you tight mouthed

Make you no gimme your bullshit, I nodey like cows

Rydee the level I catch edey the ninth cloud

Now at the Bar, the photos go fill ma iCloud

Make I holler somebody wey dey supply gowns

The wig go be bonestraight, ego raise eyebrows

Cos God never sellout. I put my tithe down

Now I'm bringing chaos

It's the time to call for backup with your street cred

Chale cause I'm coming for your juice (Jews)

Like Adolf Hitler!

Haha

Yeah

So ready the Armada chale

We'll use the old ways

Stereo 6

If you actually look at the album cover,

You go fit relate to them bars

Like...Mic...and Law...

You barb?

The contrasting...you know, interests

That be what the person go get from that cover

The cover alone go fit illustrate what your content be

You barb that tin?

Nobe say you go take some fucking Venom

Come put the front there then make we...

Make the Venom do what?

Make we...

Like...

I nodey barb

Why e be Zombie album or what?