The Last Round ft. E.L Lyrics

Yup

We dey roll

Ugh

DJ Juls

The Last Round

C-Real

E.L

It's all Africa

Ugh

Mic check

Yo

Creeping through your window

Smoke blows like endo

Playing all y'all niggas got the game like Nintendo

Bouncing of the wall

Hear me coming I'm an Echo

I see you nodding your head off the top like a Gecko

Black on white; lizard shit

Listen while I spit this quick

Ladies in the club

Make it bounce till your titties twist

Actors better read your scripts

Before I make your niggas quit

So vigorous on the rhymes

No one else is as slick as this

A lotta niggas is faking up off the cheddar they making

They bout to get a rude awakening

It's elimination

I'm patiently waiting

Like a Spider

Like a Sniper

I hide up in your blind spot and light your life up

No survivors

Or ??? either

You gon die before overtime and drown in your own saliva

*When I get high

Fuck Haile Selassie*

*Imma a type a rhyme*

Bruh I spit fire

My style is

Degenerate

Terrible rappers with intelligent tactics

In fact it's like the raptors

Attack and stick in you like cancers

Coding my letters

I light you up in matches for practice

Gave you the mattress

Show me where the heart of the fact is

Blast and melt you like plastic

And blast you with automatics

Rip out your bodily chassis

Before the gravity lands and

Here's a veily detriment

I call it my lyrical regiment

Lyrical veterans

Degrade rappers

Into hateful gentlemen

Aye

One more time

This Ghana gunner gonna make you a gunner

Go on and front if you wanna

Your kids will miss they poppa like Obama

It's gonna get hotter than smoking marijuana in a sauna in the summer

Cross my heart I promise on my honor

I'm on the corner posted up

My shoulder's cold as fuck

But even hustlers pray to God to watch over us

I rap cos talk is cheap

I talk to all of these wannabes

But they relate it better when it's on a beat

Yup

C-Real

E.L

Hip Hop reborn

GH 233

Accra

We holding it down forever

Braaa!