Split Prophets – Tung Fu Lyrics

[Intro]

As I’ve said before, modern life in the city is full of hidden dangers. Why are we here? We are here to learn how to defend ourselves against these dangers. This week we’re gonna be looking at how you can use the negative energy of a would be assailant, and turn it into a positive force, for your own self-defence. In other words turning their aggression, to our advantage

If you’d all like to split into pairs please
I don’t wanna see any Jackie Chan bollocks
I wanna see some windmilling in, and if you’ve got a set of keys on you stick ’em in your hand and make them count!

[Verse 1]

Yo

Kick or punch stuck up kids that front
It’s up front
And that kid with mad scripts that bump
Rip that skunk
Into tiny pieces at once
And start smoking ’til your choking on massive bits of your lungs
Cuz
f**k it
We’re gunna die before our time is due
That’s why we keep getting so f**ked
That our mind is screwed
And you should keep your mouth shut if you think this guy is rude
If I was you I’d think twice before you try to ignite a feud
Cos there’s no going back
Once you wage war with us
You’ll get crushed
And get trampled on the stage floor
Who’s bars are you spitting because they ain’t yours
We bring original hip-hop
Stay raw
So make sure you train for it
Cos what you say’s boring
Get up on the stage and all the fakes forfeit
Weed, music and girls
That’s how my brain orbits
3-6-5 days of the year
I’m made for this

[Verse 2]

Kick and punch stuck up kids that front
Its up front
And that kid with mad scripts that bump
We bitch slap chumps
That proceed to spit wack junk
And burn diesel in the middle of this big fat dump
Where
Delicate bitches get their piss-flaps pumped
By big bad cunts
That kick back and bring that funk
We baffle backwards talking kids at once
And stay smoking ’til we’re choking on big black lungs
So hit that blunt
And “shh shh”
When we recite scriptures
That entice listeners
For them its like Christmas
Weed, music and gin
Yeah that’s a nice mixture
And I consume it excessively
‘Til my mind blisters
And there ain’t no going back
When you start static
But you can’t back it
We bring the pressure you can’t manage
S-P family tree yo
We aren’t slacking
3-6-5 days of the year
We’re hard at it

[Breakdown]

When you’re ready, come at me

Come one then you f**king slag!
You f**king want some!?

[Verse 3]

Yo
Yeah
Yo

Punch and kick kids front up that’s rich
It’s up front
And that kid we tonk cunts that fit (?)
f**k that it’s
Time to make a skunk pipe spliff (?)
And breathe in
‘Til I feel like I’ve done acid
Straight
Cos only people who I’ve run tracks with
Are worthy spitters
The rest are bitter chumps that wish
They made it further than these scumbags did
But they aren’t massive
That’s why they’re hating all the stuff that’s big
We brung that piff
Causing fires like a struck matchstick
We don’t even need a sample
Just the drums that’s it
You’ll see the crowd all astounded
Like we done magic
Head ablaze bro grab the DJ tell him
“Bun that shit”
B’cuh I’m mad pissed
And he’s unsure that he does have this
Slap and abuse him cos he’s slacking
Like a dumb slag’s minge
You say you’re amazing but you’re, um, tragic
Been spitting for ages and I ain’t heard you once rap sick

[Verse 4]

Yo

Punch and kick kids front up that’s rich
It’s up front
And that kid
We tonk cunts that fit (?)
f**k fat lips
It’s time to kick off nuff madness
And if somebody tells you different switch and slump that bitch
Only people who I bust raps with
Are up to scratch
All you other cats can cut that shit
It’s terrorism when I clutch that mick
I mean mic
Got your face all screwed up like you just drank piss
Run that diss
I dare you blud
We’ll come back thick
Your whole gang will be kicking dust up like
“Bun that, dip”
Heavy (?) keeps us active
We talk bare shit but back it
So think twice when you weigh up that risk
Cos we be different to you punks that spit
You bitch-made
We f**k bitches that are attractive
If it ain’t funky I don’t touch that shit
That goes for pussy, money, weed and music man I love that shit

Baby Keem – Check Please Lyrics

[Intro]
Bad habit

[Chorus]
Check, please (Yeah)
Think I spent too much on a neckpiece
No backseat
Gas up the foreign, it got acne
I run the city, I’m the next guy
She let me f**k with my eyes closed
Keep a bad bitch with my eyes closed
She a bad bitch with a white nose

[Verse]
Lil’ mama wanna pay for the dick
That nigga lame ’cause he pay for his clique (Check, please)
Bitch mad, wanna cry ’cause I hit
Tellin’ on your mans, this shit ain’t it (Check, please)
Ayy, yeah, put her out there
Now your man’s gon’ put choppers on his headstone
Check the info, I’m poppin’ presidential
f**k a TED Talk, I’m finna let my bands talk (Check, please)
Ayy, this ain’t MTV, lil’ bitch
She just wanna f**k, Google me and see I’m rich
Let her keep the check, it get drippy cause I’m next (Check, please)
Gang, gang, gang, it get drippy where I live
First of all, I’m sellin’ out the motherf**kin’ crib, ayy
Jackie Chan if he really want the dips, ayy
‘Nother customer, I wanna cram, lil’ baby
He keep comin’ back, he say the xan go crazy (Check, please)

[Chorus]
Check, please (Yeah)
Think I spent too much on a neckpiece
No backseat
Gas up the foreign, it got acne
I run the city, I’m the next guy
She let me f**k with my eyes closed
Keep a bad bitch with my eyes closed
She a bad bitch with a white nose

Future – Crushed Up Lyrics

[Intro]
Plain jane, Jackie Chan, Richard Mille
You gon’ be the one bust it down, I can see it

[Chorus]
Diamonds in the face crushed up, I can see it (Wheezy outta here)
Diamonds in the face crushed up, I can see it
Diamonds in the face crushed up, I can see it
Diamonds in the face crushed up, I can see it
Diamonds in the face, di-diamonds in the face

[Verse 1]
Half a ticket for my wrist, spill so big
I put five pointers in the face, you can see it
I just put my whole damn arm in the fridge
Ten chains on, Lucky Charms, I’m the shit
Ten, ten different exotic cars how we slid
Meet me in Chanel in the back, we goin’ big
I been gettin’ NBA money, Jason Kidd
I just charged a whole damn M for a gig
And I got that Nitro for a pig
I’ma make it spark when you see it
You can call the narcs, I ain’t quittin’
Diamonds in the face crushed up, you can see it

[Chorus]
Diamonds in the face crushed up, I can see it
Diamonds in the face crushed up, I can see it
Diamonds in the face crushed up, I can see it
Diamonds in the face crushed up, I can see it
Diamonds in the face, di-diamonds in the face

[Verse 2]
Bust down my Swiss watch, I’m throwed off
I just joined the big league, Lonzo
Tell me what that lick read, one call
Pink diamonds poppin’ out, cotton ball
Bodies get to droppin’ nigga, bonjour
I got some’ to say to the pigs, yeah
I just got an M for a gig, yeah
I just blowed an M on my kids, yeah
Foreigns in the driveway, you can see it, yeah
Meet me in Hublot we goin’ big, yeah
A plain jane, get it remixed, yeah
Diamonds in the face crushed up, you can see it

[Chorus]
Diamonds in the face crushed up, I can see it
Diamonds in the face crushed up, I can see it
Diamonds in the face crushed up, I can see it
Diamonds in the face crushed up, I can see it
Diamonds in the face, di-diamonds in the face

[Outro]
Diamonds
Crushed up, diamonds in the face
Diamonds in the-
Up, I can see it
Crushed up, diamonds crushed up
Diamonds in the face crushed up, you can see it
Crushed up
Diamonds (And I got that Nitro for a pig
I’ma make it spark when you see it)
Diamonds (You can call the narcs, I ain’t quittin’)

Tiesto – Jackie Chan lyrics

She said she too young, don’t want no man
So she gon’ call her friends, now that’s a plan
I just ordered sushi from Japan
Know your bitch wanna kick it, Jackie Chan

[Verse 1]
Drop top, how we rollin’ out in South Beach (yeah)
Love that Cali rollin’, this might be my destiny (yeah)
She want me to hit it, I guess dinner’s on me (I got you, babe)
Know I got the sauce like a f*ckin’ recipe (ohh)
She just wanna do it for the ‘Gram (you know, you know)
She just want that money in my hands (I know, you know)
I’ma give it to her when she dance, dance, dance (ayy)
She gon’ catch a Uber out to Calabasas

[Chorus]
She said she too young, don’t want no man
So she gon’ call her friends, now that’s a plan
I just ordered sushi from Japan
Know your bitch wanna kick it, Jackie Chan
She said she too young, don’t want no man
So she gon’ call her friends, now that’s a plan
I just ordered sushi from Japan
Know your bitch wanna kick it, Jackie Chan
Know your bitch wanna kick it, Jackie Chan

[Verse 2]
I think you got the wrong impression ’bout me, baby (’bout me, baby)
Just ’cause they heard what hood I’m from they think I’m crazy (they think I’m crazy)
Okay, well maybe just a little crazy (just a little)
‘Cause I admit I’m crazy ’bout that lady, yeah (oh)
Finger to the world, it’s f*ck you, pay me
I been slayin’ on the n*gger ’cause I’m runnin’ out of patience
No more waitin’ no, no (ayy)
Bouncin’ like a yo-yo (ayy)
Livin’ life on fast forward but we f*ck in slow mo’, yeah

[Chorus]
She said she too young, don’t want no man
So she gon’ call her friends, now that’s a plan
I just ordered sushi from Japan
Know your bitch wanna kick it, Jackie Chan
She said she too young, don’t want no man
So she gon’ call her friends, now that’s a plan
I just ordered sushi from Japan
Know your bitch wanna kick it, Jackie Chan
Know your bitch wanna kick it, Jackie Chan

[Bridge]
I can’t wait for the show, oh, oh
Got that good, yeah, I know, oh, oh
You should not be alone, oh, oh
All this drank got me throwed, oh, oh
Cup got me right
And I feel so alive, ayy
She don’t want the pain
She don’t wanna be no object
She just wanna stay out like
She just wanna sniff the white
Can’t tell her nothing, no
Can’t tell her nothing, no

[Outro]
She said she too young, don’t want no man
So she gon’ call her friends, now that’s a plan
I just ordered sushi from Japan
Know your bitch wanna kick it, Jackie Chan

KomzEE – Gbetiti lyrics

[Intro] yeah.. It’s Komzee baby
You already know **It’s Celestino The beat wizard**

[Hook] She tell me say she no go wan go
Say the boy show her love that is sweet like a mango
I no be Jackie Chan, I no be Jet Li, Same time I no be Rambo
But I will fight for your love like me I be commando

Yeeh

[Chorus]She say she love my pee
She wants to do something
Oh baby what is thisss yeehhh, Gbetiti
She say she feeling my pee
She wants to do these things
Oh baby Gbetiti, Oh baby Gbetiti… Yeehh

[Verse1]Step into the building no be play play ye-eah
So Mr. Dj put the music on a replay ye-eah (ye I ye)
Awon temi ti fall in, Gbogbo wan fe jaye ye-eah
So we go party from Monday to Sunday na na (yehh)

[Bridge]African woman, Omo bebedi ooo (bebedi ooo)
Boshen fimi Shere Omo you carry ooo (you carry ooo)
Now would you like to take a ride in my Bugatti ooo(bugatti ooo)
Shoma tele mi lo, ka lo m’hennessy ooo (m’hennessy ooo) yeehh

[Hook] She tell me say she no go wan go
Say the boy show her love that is sweet like a mango (yeehh)

[Chorus]She say she love my pee
She wants to do something
Oh baby what is thisss yeehhh, Gbetiti
She say she feeling my pee
She wants to do these things
Oh baby Gbetiti, Oh baby Gbetiti… Yeehh

[Verse2]Angelinaaa, would you come see my mama
For one corner, I will do you patapaa
So make we go baby girl, oya malo ma n gakpa
Straight to my yard, follow me make I knack you the banger

*****************************************************************

So if you say you love me so, My love for you I no go carry go
So I just wanna let you know, I’m givin you my heart no letting go

[Bridge]African woman, Omo bebedi ooo (bebedi ooo)
Boshen fimi Shere Omo you carry ooo (you carry ooo)
Now would you like to take a ride in my Bugatti ooo(bugatti ooo)
Shoma tele mi lo, ka lo m’hennessy ooo (m’hennessy ooo) yeehh

[Chorus]She say she love my pee
She wants to do something
Oh baby what is thisss yeehhh, Gbetiti
She say she feeling my pee
She wants to do these things
Oh baby Gbetiti, Oh baby Gbetiti… Yeehh

[Hook] She tell me say she no go wan go
Say the boy show her love that is sweet like a mango
I no be Jackie Chan, I no be Jet Li, Same time I no be Rambo
But I will fight for your love like me be commando

[Outro] **Poga on the mix**

**It’s Konvex Entertainment** yeah
**Komzee** Yeeh

*It’s Celestino The Beat Wizard **

Future – Where Ya At (feat. Drake) lyrics

[Verse 1: Future]
Where your ass was at dog, when niggas wasn’t feeding?
Where your ass was at dog, when bitches didn’t need me?
Where your ass was at dog, when niggas tried to run off?
Where your ass was at dog? You made me pull this gun out
Where your ass was at, dog, you went and switched sides?
Where your ass was at, dog, when niggas spread lies on you?
Where your ass was at, dog, when the bodies come slide?
Where your ass was at, dog, when I was serving piles?
Where your ass was at, dog, when niggas wasn’t feeding?
Where your ass was at, dog, when bitches didn’t need me?
Where your ass was at, dog, when niggas tried to run off?
Where your ass was at, dog? You made me pull this gun out
Where your ass was at, dog, when I was in the Pyrex?
Where your ass was at, dog, when I was drinking Hi-Tech?
Where your ass was at, dog, came through the projects?
Where your ass at we keep that fully loaded contracts
Had to rent that on the dick ass jocking
Running through the pussy like a nigga going jogging
Fuck a little Louis, put it in a bitch pocket
Put a pic with me on the gram now you popping
Where your ass was at when I was trapping in the stove?
Had to struggle to get where I’m at and sell dope
Jackie Chan moves got game in the choke
Gas rolling up in the blunt, Amoco
12 jumpers came in the spot to open up the dope
Carlo, Bob, Joe gotta young nigga coughing
Janet out the stove and we still raised honest
Blowing on the O ho we call it full onion

[Verse 2: Drake]
Man, where your ass was at when we took the city over?
Where your ass was at when all they ask us, “Whats the hold up?”
Where your ass was at when niggas first got the news?
Now your ass around because we’re paying back dues
Where were you? When all the dogs needed help
Lawyers and the commissary ain’t gon’ pay itself
Where your ass was at when we recorded in the bathroom?
Where your ass was at I take attendance like a classroom
Man I ain’t got no choice
Cause nowadays I swear this shit done changed up for the boy
I’m self-made, selfish with my women, self-employed
I’ll buy the neighbors house if they complain about the noise
Man, where your ass was at, dog, when niggas wouldn’t feed me?
Where your ass was at, dog, when bitches didn’t need me?
Where your ass was at, last winter was the coldest?
Fuck where you was at, I had the 6 on my shoulders

[Verse 3: Future]
Where your ass was at dog, when niggas wasn’t feed me?
Where your ass was at dog, when bitches didn’t need me?
Where your ass was at dog, when niggas tried to run off?
Where your ass was at dog? You made me pull this gun out
60 for a walk thru bitch don’t panic
Had them bitches fall through fucking like a savage
Heard you tryna swim in the ocean no jacket
Heard that nigga came through squeezing on a ratchet
Heard that nigga came through squeezing on a ratchet
Heard a lot of dogs who will call you a mutt
Where your ass was at dog, when I was in my cup?
The reason I’m here today is cause I never gave up
Where your ass was at, dog, when niggas wasn’t feed me?
Where your ass was at, dog, when bitches didn’t need me?
Where your ass was at, dog, when niggas tried to run off?
Where your ass was at, dog? You made me pull this gun out
Where you ass was at, when I was trapping at the stove?
Had to scrub to get where I was at and sell dope
Janet out the stove and we still raised honest
Blowing on the O ho we call it full onion

Go – Tekno lyrics

Lyrics Tekno – Go

Go yeahhh
Another man food is another man poison
Monkey nor fine but him mama like am
shey you wan come calculate my money
you want to dance ooo you want to shake
Who God bless he bless ooo
chop the rice and panana
I gooo do my best
chop ewedu and banga oohh yeah
the party don start iyo
shayo gallorr for the matata
Slimdaddy i love my life I love my life i love my life iyaa
Omotola Ja ehhh
Rihanna make u role waist ooo
Do your own make i do my own
Dem mama dem papa all of dem want to kparanran
You know that am a biggy man
kick harder than Jackie Chan
My money come in biggy bags ooo
Number one in your area aahhh
Surulere ooo (Aba mi jo)
surulaye mi ooo
dont play with me because your Caro is my Sisi
Go gooo gooo shawty
Go gooo gooo shawty
gooo gooo gooo shawty
gooo gooo gooo shawty
Another man food is another man poison
Monkey nor fine but him mama like am
shey you come calculate my money
you want to dance oo you want to shake oo
Who God he bless he bless ooo
Chop the rice and panana
i gooo do my best oo
chop ewedu and banga
The party don start ooo
shayo gallorr for the matata
slim daddy i love my life i love my life i love me life iyaa
Omotola ja versuri-lyrics.info
Rihanna make u role waist oo
do your own make i do my own
Dem mama dem papa all of them want to kparanran.

I nor want trouble brother
From my heart i dey wish u well ooo
Me and you we gooo turn up the party ooo
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
gooo gooo gooo shawty oooo
gooo gooo gooo shawty oooo
Tekno
gooo gooo shawty oooo
gooo gooo shawty ooo.

Go
Go
Slim daddy
number one slim daddyyy.
Tekno lyrics
Video Tekno

Higher Brothers & Joji – Nomadic

[Hook: Joji]
I never stand still, bitch I’m nomadic
Different woman on my bed, that’s a bad habit
I ain’t never close my eyes, bitch I’m nomadic
I ain’t tryna be in one place, I relocated
If you see the way the money move, it’s nomadic
We just run it through the wire, keep it automatic
We gon’ move it through the shadows, bitch I’m nomadic
I ain’t tryna be in one place, I relocated

[Verse 1: MaSiWei]
穿避弹衣换登机牌 ice on my teeth所以特别白
90通电话 一通都没接呀 签我 你还得往后面排
散散步在莱茵河 碰到一个女人叫做Loreley
蓝眼睛 梳着金头发 对我唱了首歌 听不懂对白
80天环游世界 我的保镖名叫Jackie Chan
和white girl蜜月 到了下个城市换下一任
She’s my Juliet, hello我的名字叫Romeo
收拾行李箱跟着我去东方 搭乘我的热气球
去流浪 一起流浪
我远离家 远离她 去流浪
一边数钱 一边巡演
你也想这样生活但只能许愿
Gone

[Verse 2: DZ]
不能回家我也不会想 再也没人特别不爽
没空观看CCTV 杜兰特对抗勒布朗
趁他发呆我扭紧纽扣 披上Adidas Originals
Wow NMD like zoom 经过你的身边像龙卷风
居无定所住个five star 暴走兄弟来做spa
各国妞不受约束 节目结束私信我们能约不
流浪汗没什么可怕的 他享受人权是合法的
等拥有更多的可花的 whatever 我带你吃香的喝辣的
世界那么大她想去看看 品尝一遍椅妙异国美味
金发碧眼call me daddy, say我消费观念任性
我不想以后只留下遗憾 环游的世界 留下买路财
拿出购物卷就像大富翁 贡献GDP 我乐在其中

[Hook: Joji]
I never stand still, bitch I’m nomadic
Different woman on my bed, that’s a bad habit
I ain’t never close my eyes, bitch I’m nomadic
I ain’t tryna be in one place, I relocated
If you see the way the money move, it’s nomadic
We just run it through the wire, keep it automatic
We gon’ move it through the shadows, bitch I’m nomadic
I ain’t tryna be in one place, I relocated

[Verse 3: Psy.P]
从来不会觉得累 我会的他们学不会
这些年苦练的招数 在暴力街区里面跑酷
从贫民窟里拼命找路 当幸存者也只有少数
跟上我的脚步求生欲望给你保护
注入我的血管里充满了能量速度
超越了光受到了万众 瞩目特别难忘ay
这明显的差距就感到了压力你不能够再继续大意
输了别怪我没提醒你诧异的目光会显得很滑稽
妈咪 你说过你喜欢巴黎 下一次我就会陪你去 别待在家里
我已经习惯了孤独很舒服 没人能束缚我
还是带着满腔怒火 习惯了在晚上出没

[Verse 4: Melo]
新买的项链儿多美 take a wonderful trip
我闭上眼睛深呼吸其他的都无所谓
Yeah 印度洋游泳 yeah 海水般流动
我躺在迈阿密沙滩睡懒觉太阳晒得我头痛
Yeah 日出东方日落结伴欣赏晚霞
Yeah 凌晨起飞中午降落终南山下
Yeah 杨鞭策马 孤独仗剑行走天涯
穿过了一个又一个的城市 平淡而真实 生活有多么细腻
未来也就会有多么奇迹 没有轨迹的雨滴
洒落在美丽的可可西里
我睁开双眼听见了清晨巴黎圣母院钟声伴随我苏醒
心跳加速升高体温 继续着完美的旅程

[Hook: Joji]
I never stand still, bitch I’m nomadic
Different woman on my bed, that’s a bad habit
I ain’t never close my eyes, bitch I’m nomadic
I ain’t tryna be in one place, I relocated
If you see the way the money move, it’s nomadic
We just run it through the wire, keep it automatic
We gon’ move it through the shadows, bitch I’m nomadic
I ain’t tryna be in one place, I relocated

Meek Mill – Way Up lyrics

[Intro: Meek Mill]
Ya, ya
Ya, ya
Turn them headphones up Cruz
Way up
Shit like I’m Jackie Chan
Summer is lit and we back again

[Hook: Meek Mill]
I’m so way up, way up, way up, way up
Can’t believe they tried to play us
Run a check and tell ’em pay up
Its all business ain’t no favors
I’m so way up, way up, way up, way up
Summer comin’ better save up
Going up like elevators
I’m so way up, way up, way up, way up
[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
That indirect shit never get by us
Niggas like bitches be dick ridin’
Funny how nigga like Rich Pryor
See ’em and I smack the shit out ’em
Throwin’ ten k like it’s ten dollars
I grab that bitch, make a ten out her
I pop a perc, fuck the shit out her
Fuck her so good, thought I cared ’bout her
She know I been ’bout it, I’m on my way up
My chick a Barbie, no weave and no makeup
Hang with the trappers don’t be with no haters
My city gon’ tell you that we on some paper
Theolonius capers when I’m in that Wraith
I’m feelin’ like Meechie or three ATL
Purp got leanin’ like I on a rail
Mixing that Birk with that new YSL
Sellin’ that dope gave me confidence
Bust down the Role gave me confidence
I let the fiend wash the coupe, tell him, “polish it”
She on my dick I can’t make you no promises
Bahgdad on that pussy bombin’ shit
Bad bad with that chopper Osama shit
Rockin’ Givenchy shit
Trap at the clear port nigga we flyin’ shit

[Hook: Meek Mill]
I’m so way up, way up, way up, way up
Can’t believe they tried to play us
Run a check and tell ’em pay up
Its all business ain’t no favors
I’m so way up, way up, way up, way up
Summer comin’ better save up
Going up like elevators
I’m so way up, way up, way up, way up

[Verse 2: Tracy T]
Way up, way up, way up
Skinny nigga walkin’ like done got his weight up
Hold up bitch I’m movin’ fast they holler “Wait up”
Fixin’ bitches just so I can fuck and break her
I been doin’ this since Jacob came with Jacobs
If you know me then you owe me fuck you pay up
Bombin’ in Atlana aka Al-Queda
Crossin’ up I’m Kyrie Irving with the lay up
Pushin’ whips and poppin’ pistols for the paper
Goin’ up they want to stop your elevator
Havin’ lunch on top of Barneys feelin’ way up
Paper on Rodeo aye hoe I got flavor
Meek Milly pull up that Wraith up
I pull up with work like I’m Rayful
Put tens on that bitch for the haters
That work it came in from Loredo
Got birds and got bricks and they came in the trailer
Them niggas ain’t poppin’ shit, got a shot on me like Peja Stojaković
[?] fuck it lil’ nigga it got me rich
Ya you might got a gun but you ain’t poppin’ it
Nigga doin’ dirty business got damn Lord save ’em
Dirty money on the Lord got me way up, way up, way up

[Hook: Meek Mill]
I’m so way up, way up, way up, way up
Can’t believe they tried to play us
Run a check and tell ’em pay up
Its all business ain’t no favors
I’m so way up, way up, way up, way up
Summer comin’ better save up
Going up like elevators
I’m so way up, way up, way up, way up

Derek Minor – Judo (Reflection Album) letras

[Verse 1]
Candy crush flow unlocked a new level
And I am burying beats, I got a new shovel
You trying to win this rat race but get no medals
My only competition’s Minor, so the battle’s – large
Either way I know I still won
Still bragging on the father like a proud son
That’s the only solution to fix where I’m from
Drunk off violence and they taking shots of red rum (that’s murder)
That’s ghetto life, like Rick James
My beat sound like what the five fingers say to the face
Slap
They like, why you so aggressive, I guess it’s
That Michigan in me, that country Tennessee in me
But I’m ok for your pupils, I’ll just open up their pupils
Two things that’s very crucial, I’m safe I’m not unusual
That’s my: I’m not a scary black guy tone
In my zone, let’s get it on, I’m bout to kick it off like judo

[Hook]
Judo x3
I’m bout to kick it off like judo
Judo x2
I’m in my zone, let’s get it on, I’m bout to kick it off like judo
[Verse 2]
(Let’s get it)
I reflect God and his greatness
And I’m going harder than the pavement
Still underground like a basement
This year all my dogs going crazy
Created in the image of the great one, so you could never make
I make em get another appraisal when they underestimate us
Let’s go ahead and get it crack a lackin’. hit the booth I’m like a yellow jacket
Spit ammunition when I get to snapping, like a yopper yopper, Get to yaking, yaking
Another one like DJ Khaled, a major key, to make the heat, to make em sing
They make believe, I hear all the lies that they make up, Maybe it’s makebelieve
Like I’m a do it all for what the paper bring
I’m not a slave, you ain’t chaining me
Promise I’mma die for what I believe
Go head take a shot, go on aim at me
I tell, what I’m told, in the text, that I read
Just like it is I don’t filter a thing
Nothing’s off limits, you won’t box me in like a Christmas present
Better get the message (whoo)
I’m Jackie Chan, I’m Jet Li, this my dojo
Bruce Leroy with no fro, RMG in go mode, this Minor

[Hook]
Judo x3
I’m bout to kick it off like judo
Judo x2
I’m in my zone, let’s get it on, I’m bout to kick it off like judo

[Outro]
Judo x3
I’m in my zone, let’s get it on, I’m bout to kick it off like –
Judo x2