Light Sweep Lyrics

Rogue really did it this time!

Terminator drip, imma need your jacket and boots

Step back like Drew then I shoot

Came back with the nine and my brudda just got one too

Looking like a badder man crew

Man'll try pep talk but there ain't another rapper like me

Spit so hard, lose a tooth

If I step through just know I ain't doing no light sweep

Brudda I'm hunting you

Pull up and exterminate, obliterate, eliminate, incinerate, anyway it's your final chapter

Nothing lasts forever and there's seconds on the clock, so I'm pulling up clutch like Kawhi on the Raptors

Tried to repent, but this money well spent, so I'm giving up lent said sorry to the pastor

Could've been a trapper with a hammer, actor on the camera, still bro I'm coming in to Catch ya

Pull up with the stick, then I let it go quick, man are making me sick, but that's just this Life

Problem being great is your standards high and next man there never gets it right

His rhyme schemes off and his flow don't fit with the drum and his jeans look way too Tight

Man should've stayed on Tiktok take off my wrist watch brudda I ain't got the time

See a youngen put the world on Parker's

Flipping tracks like Afrika Bambaataa

Young prodigy, I'm a fire starter

Got the bars make your Auntie say bumba

Man I'm Darth Vader with a red saber

The guy upstairs can't save ya

Force choke, in the end zone like Raiders

Yeah, yeah, Rogue be grime scene saviour

Pull up with the stick, then I aim for a crit

There's blood in this Bic, and the devil gotta write

Too many man wanna chat from the side

So I'm taking this blade then I run down the line

Man are too soft, wanna send for the boss so pass me the plate on the weak imma dine

Just wait 'till I touch down Highbury, man it gets lively, whenever my name in lights

Light sweep through the ends, I'm gliding

No brands on, but I'm still styling

Came like the Godfather, I'm wiling

Got the haters crying, coz I'm shining

Drop part two like yeah bro that's perfect timing

So cocky but you know I'm right, it's

Kinda crazy, slightly amazing, how I take off your face when I'm writing

Coz I got venom in this ink and it's lethal when I be penning

None of my Gs switch but your bruddas are Ben tenning

Picking up the stick now we dying to go get him

Two young bruddas we sent em back to the reverend

Won't be here forever but brudda the words irreverent

So when I spit a sixteen the crowd never forgetting it

Speaking on my name imma show you what this weapon is

That's a light sweep now just wait till Armageddon hits

T-t-t-t-t bang

T-t-t-t-t bang