Living Dead Lyrics

I cool my body small you menners started bitching

Traffic enter my lane and you started switching

I no bore I know you never truly saw the vision

But I hope you're ready for the heat coming from my kitchen

I no be taxi why you want make I drop off

Mià be gbedodoɖa koe nye make I fall off

Vɔa nyè be kè yi to ŋutɔ tornado no fit sweep off

Rocket launcher fifia hafi mè dza take off

Dù me gbã dùlegba fɔ àgbà vee tsi agblè dzi kpɔ oo

Be Keeny Ice na ta xemae me dzɔ kpɔ oo

Ŋɔtsi kpakple gbɔgbɔ̃ wo me ten ya va nye ketɔ oo

Gbedekɔƒevi nuka nyea nyè me kpɔ kpɔ oo

I'm back deadlier than a headshot from a sniper rifle

Mè gbɔna fake rapper mawo kata ɖu ge abe waffle

As I no dey some people take the game play got the scene looking just like Paris without the eiffel

Tsakitsi lè game aa mè mè gbɔna sra ge

Zò ya ɖo baya me ne mì ɖe mì vravra ge

Mè ɖo asi tonu le ts3 mì mì le wɔ noise mì nɔ clever tsì maɖomaɖo mè nye dzàdzà ge

Still on the rise like the price of diesel

I giggle when I hear you jons trynna belittle

My vibe cus the punches dey pound like pestle

Top spot even if my face dey wrinkle

Show a me a rapper with my kinda finesse

Oh yes I drop verses wey revive careers

And for years your best rappers dey owe me arrears

I for just give goons dema house addresses

Got flows for days set mics ablaze

Earth no deserve me I need a place in space

Increase my pace and stay strapped in case

Boys carry dema hate come face to face

Ne wo be nyè tɔgbi lì aa ɖè mì gbloe newo be adze ee

Dzata ɖì kù viɖe ɖeviwo kpoe be avu ee

Enua mè me le ɖe ne mì oo mì vee tsi baya mè dzo le fa dzì ne mìa ɖokui be ne ɖì kp3 ha ɖù ee

Bartender you see the way I'm serving the shots

Rappers dema dey bp rise check dema pulse

They call me wack but dema relevancy revolves

Around me that be the matter we still dey solve

Akpe ŋutɔ hã mì ɖo la nɔ da be ne award aa ɖo dzi aa mè nɔ na category ɖeka mè kple mì

Xema ma nɔmi aa ke mi forget there's no way you go fit be compared to me

Fans ame kui eve mawo le mìa si aa ye mìa blem you figure say you fit step to me

Audio gangsters ne mi do go le street aa I go see say you fit talk to me

Enyèe nye naketsi ɖeka lè dzòmè bì nua ŋutɔ ne mè gbee nya ɖè gbè ee ko rapperwo nɔna feelings mè

Ne mè de tsaka tsaka agbèmè ne wo vɔ ko ke me ʋu champagne da afɔ ɖé afɔ dzi ga le chilling me

I set the target and I hit it

Always trynna push it to the limit

Keep it one hunnid no gimmicks

Real fact I'm the best to ever do it

They say my lines no dey make sense but they need mine so say theirs go fit make sense

Does it make sense isn't it purely nonsense

Now I dey sense say these rappers dey need sense

I keep giving them clue

But they no go get cus the real ones be few

I no dey pay mind to the rubbish they dey spew

Me I see them like the last four letters in queue they be useless