Two Horns ft. Boogey, Kel & A-Q Lyrics

Two Horns ft. Boogey, Kel & A-Q - Alpha Ojini

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Ojini

Yeah

See, most of y’all niggas know

That you can’t get close

Unless you’re

Bringing me roses

Put them up to my nose, and

Yes we

Out in the field

And we doing the most

It’s another

Day in the life

Of a couple of goats

Gon’ be a cold night

Grab an extra layer of clothes

Niggas wanna pick a bone

But I leave ‘em exposed

I got two horns

But I can’t toot my own horn, no?

Just another day in the life of a goat

Yeah

Your kings on Herod level

Plot against the Messiah and lose

Must be why my comebacks

Always sound to them likе bad news

Mistake me for a vеgetarian at your own risk

Zero tolerance for beef

But come for me or one of mines

I’m all up on you like SARS

When they spot a tattoo

Taboo thoughts on my mind when I spot the opps

Call the shots and I call a massacre

Call the cops

It’s broad daylight

No covert ops

My growth unorthodox

To walk at this pace, man

It takes some running costs

A whole Pandora’s box

A gift and a curse

Glasshouse boys

You can’t get away with smaller rocks

You’re clowns with monologues

Ha

It’s too big

It’s too strong

She says it won’t fit

Could be my ego or my dick, take your pick

Either way I want it stroked

Feed me carrots, fuck sticks

I went full circle

From idolizing the legends

To trading bars with the legends

That’s how a goat do

Niggas hate my guts when I make them cut the cheque

Nigga you’re outta privileges

Pay me like you’re supposed to

Medicine in the candy

Yahooboy Muzik, Indaboskee

I made you get the message

That’s how a goat do

Grown ass niggas spilling hate on Twitter

Like they just approaching adolescence

Fucking trolls, hmm

Class is permanent

I’m from the school of classics baby

Your faves are two faced

But I never let that shit faze me

Vic-O flows

But you act like the raps is Jay-Z

You’re always donkey of the day

If you ask us daily

You really believe they’re better than me?

That’s it maybe

Or this pandemic got you niggas

Acting batshit crazy

Who’s your goat?

Tell them to face the truth

I outrank ‘em

These motherfuckers can’t even lace my boots

When I hang ‘em

I’m the hangman

You try to escape the noose and get tangled

They should fall on their knees

And just pray to Zeus

Why’re they standing?

I came to expose false goats to the sheep

I was made for this shit

My pulse goes with the beat

Also I defeat them

Also when they meet me, they all ghost

Hit me with false hope and deceit

Fuck the culture, all your goats are insecure

Fake love and compliments

Nothing I ain’t seen before

I feel warm handshakes get cold on my skin

Like metal

They pretending to be angels

But they sin like devils

Local league niggas act like they’ll win five trebles

Emeka Ike but their shoulder be on Jim Iyke levels

Those your goats?

Emeka Ike but their shoulder be on Jim Iyke levels

Those your goats?

I go by the name of Kel, and uh…

Goat shit

In and out of control shit

They trying to put me in a corner

I drop that dope shit

This ain’t no hoe shit

No touch your toes shit

Call me J on a holiday

Fuck that woke shit

You thirsty? Chug from my oasis

Look at their faces

Catch fades and cases

So they can spit through the wire

Like they got braces

And I ain’t got no desire

To be in your Twitter spaces

Riddle me this, riddle me that

Who you gon’ call to light up a track?Who’s a class act, got so much back

And guarantees to throw it down like that

Haha

My worst days

Would have your best ways pop

It’s all rays when the competition don’t drop

It’s your girl Kel staying high up on your list

I’ve been gone for a minute

And I know that I was missed

Your girl fine with the right attitude

I’m such a dime

You can hashtag mood

Eat these dudes up

They identify as food

Excuse me sir

I don’t mean to be rude

Ha, I’m not saying I’ll upgrade you

But your life would be better

Like I made you

Brand new

FYI, I don’t mean to be modest

You best recognise

You’re in the presence of a goddess

Most of y’all niggas know

That you can’t get close

Unless you’re

Bringing me roses

Put them up to my nose, and

Yes we

Out in the field

And we doing the most

It’s another

Day in the life

Of a couple of goats

Gon’ be a cold night

Grab an extra layer of clothes

Niggas wanna pick a bone

But I leave ‘em exposed

I got two horns

But I can’t toot my own horn, no?

Just another day in the life of a goat

Ojini…

Uh…

Let’s end debates

The end justify the means

My end would be the pearly gates

God's engineering

Even when they try to bend the stakes

I'm bending hoes, spending cake

For times that I barely ate

Set it straight or set it off

Like Queen Latifah's braids

Serenades for seven days

Laid back as they feed me grapes

For every time I came home

To beans in my dinner plate

Been on a heatwave for so long

I felt the fever break

Oops...

Fuck your streaming apps

Music is my soul

Subscribe to my beating heart

See what I see

My eyes are HDR screens

Push the play button

Listen to my blood stream

My brain is a pod

Podcasting these life scenes

My pain can be yours

Connect to my live stream

The accuracy of my algorithm is frightening

Nine hundred bucks a pop