Shakespeare

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Nigga Listen,
 When I spit on the rhythm I kill 'em,
 Raw like the ball of Brazillians,
 You don't want war, cor, the kid's brilliant,
 Blud, I'm the heir to the throne, not William,
 Akala, smart as King Arthur
 Darker, harder, faster
 Rasclaat, I kick that illa shit
 It's like Shakespeare, with a nigga twist.
 Lyricist, I'm the best on the road
 Nitro flow, oh so cold I'mma blow yo
 Keep the hoes, I only want dough homes
 Nobody close, I'm alone in my own zone
 No no no love for the po-po
 Loco when I rock mic solo
 I hope that you know, where you don't go though
 Want it with Bolo? Must be Coco.
 It's William, back from the dead
 But I rap about gats and I'm black instead
 It's Shakespeare, reincarnated
 Except I spit flows and strip hoes naked
 No fakin', test my blood bruv
 It's William, just back as a tug cuz
 So real the shit I kick now
 Plus I don't write, I recite my shit now
 Straight from the top, expert timing
 On top of that now the whole thing's rhyming
 No more tights, now jeans sagging
 If I say so myself, I'm much more handsome.
 Don't ever compare me to rappers
 I'm so quick-witted that I split 'em like fractions
 My shit, I tell 'em like this
 It's like Shakespeare with a nigga twist
 I get you pumped up
 Feelin' like you drunk drunk
 When my beats bump bump
 Lyrics hit like skunk blunts, blud, now
 All the shit I kick so crazy
 There ain't no ifs or maybes
 Spit poetry so shady
 For lords on road and my hood ladies
 Pumped up
 Feelin' like you drunk drunk
 When my beats bump bump
 Lyrics hit like skunk blunts, blud, now
 All the shit I kick so crazy
 There ain't no ifs or maybes
 Spit poetry so shady
 For lords on road and my hood ladies
 I'm similar to William, but a little different
 I do it for kids that's illiterate, not Elizabeth
 Stuck on the road, faces screwed up
 Feel like the world spat 'em out and they chewed up
 It's a matrix, I try and explain it
 But on a real thoe still ready blaze em
 No contradiction just face it
 They so enslaved, they are worse than a agent
 I grace stages, sharp as razors
 Don't get cut cuz, keep ya distance
 No artillery, tryna' be militant
 Ya'll dudes killin' me, think that ya killin' it
 Its embarrassing watchin you babblin
 Keep spittin ya darts, mine is javelins
 The hood Tiger Woods too milly
 Number 1 for so long, its just getting' silly
 Shit kinda like Bruce wit da knuckles
 Like the first time ya ever saw Ali shuffle
 You don't trouble, left layin in a puddle
 Bruv you are havin' a bubble
 I'ma whole different kettle of fish
 Thou shall not fuck with dis
 My shit, I tell em like this
 Its like Shakespeare with a nigger twist
 I get you pumped up
 Feelin' like you drunk drunk
 When my beats bump bump
 Lyrics hit like skunk blunts, blud, now
 All the shit I kick so crazy
 There ain't no ifs or maybes
 Spit poetry so shady
 For lords on road and my hood ladies
 Pumped up
 Feelin' like you drunk drunk
 When my beats bump bump
 Lyrics hit like skunk blunts, blud, now
 All the shit I kick so crazy
 There ain't no ifs or maybes
 Spit poetry so shady
 For lords on road and my hood ladies
 To be fair, no MC close to the man
 Little just come yout's jumpin out of they pram
 Everybody badman, behind a mic stand
 Its not creative, one bag of hype, and
 If you buss a ting, where's the mash?
 Move so much food? Where's the cats?
 These dudes ain't real, they just rap
 I don't spit what I don't know
 Just the facts
 No talks of rocks I ain't sold
 Shots I ain't blown
 So cold and I know my own
 My business ridiculous
 Sick with it, quick witted
 Companies head to head an I liquidate it
 Welcome to illa state, meet ya fate mate
 Talk truth but we don't play games
 Move sick, look sample techno
 Never pull a ting, if it ain't gonna let go
 That's that, rap track
 Clap ya like a black gat
 Back chat, crack back
 I'm the nigga, that's that
 The rest of these kids is irrelevant
 Don't compare me to him
 That's just beggin' it
 I'm on my own shit
 Dicks ain't spit
 Its no democracy, dictatorship
 So dicks hate my shit
 I'm sick, raise ya spliff
 Im swift, blaze em quick
 My hits, major shit
 I flip phrases quick
 My sick razor shit
 Give thick grazes quick
 And chicks say he's cris
 It's not a rumour
 That kid Akala
 It's not "Ack-a-la", beg ya pardon
 Don't get it twisted
 Your on the sideline like a mistress
 I'm the whizzkid, with the sick shit
 My shit, I tell em like this
 It's like Shakespeare, with a nigga twist
 I get you pumped up
 Feelin' like you drunk drunk
 When my beats bump bump
 Lyrics hit like skunk blunts, blud, now
 All the shit I kick so crazy
 There ain't no ifs or maybes
 Spit poetry so shady
 For lords on road and my hood ladies
 Pumped up
 Feelin' like you drunk drunk
 When my beats bump bump
 Lyrics hit like skunk blunts, blud, now
 All the shit I kick so crazy
 There ain't no ifs or maybes
 Spit poetry so shady
 For lords on road and my hood ladies
 I get you pumped up
 Feelin' like you drunk drunk
 When my beats bump bump
 Lyrics hit like skunk blunts, blud, now
 All the shit I kick so crazy
 There ain't no ifs or maybes
 Spit poetry so shady
 For lords on road and my hood ladies
 

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Duration
04:37
Key
11
Tempo
140 BPM

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