Baptism Beneath Monsoon

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ALL LYRICS WRITTEN AND PERFORMED BY OBADIAH WITH THE EXCEPTION OF FEATURE VERSES. THIS ALBUM IS MIXED AND MASTERED BY JAMES TSOI AND RECORDED AT DaMAVEN’S CHAMBER AND JAMES TSOI’S STUDIO AS WELL AS SKINZMAN’S STUDIO .

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released April 30, 2018

I wanna thank my friends and family who helped influence this album , Love to my mumzy for being my rock, ,bigups to DaMaven for the constant supply of them banging beats and producing 8 songs on the album, bigups to James Tsoi for the sick mixdowns and mastering all the vocals aswell as producing track 3 . shout out to Moff for producing ‘Times of adolescence , Hybrid Freqs for producing ‘Imagery’, DML for producing ‘Drowning demons’ , love to the donny Soss for producing ‘fruit of Nubia & right in the zone’ love to Badhabitz for creating all the cuts for the album, bigups to all the dope featured so shouts out to Chillman-Moraless-Lauren Thomas-Unanymous-RIZ-Lazy Eyez -Big Rain-Nuggz-Flowtecs-Tok-KC-Mish-Gaddzilla. Shout outs to Skillmatik for creating the dope artwork, Dom, Si-Haze & Jonah Morrison for their amazing visuals. Bigups to Skinzman ,Synchromystics , In the balance records & Rise ‘n’ affect Love to all of the supporters , you guys are top donnys & I appreciate every single one of you.
Last but not least, love goes out to Oriana for supporting the album from start to finish.

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Track Name: Frequent Flyer [Prod.DaMaven]
I stay on track this is moscode
I leave these rappers scared to come close like they saw ghost
I travel through the cosmos
Got this Earth on my feet , hitting goals like am Paul Scholes
City full of lost souls, you’re a chicken, get a cut throat
Two stepping on these cockroach
Move like sleepy hollow, Here today gone tomorrow
My mind is a lotto verbal skillmatik, domes hieroglyphics
My pen melting icecaps, even if it’s cold in the arctic I’m that piff
You man are adlibs, Sink your ship like Atlantis submerge with the sand scripts
I’m intergalactic, my vessel be the spaceship rising up to the apex
What’s the latest? Infinite eight, Kobe ball for the Lakers
Dunking on you amateurs, get air nos canisters
Aye yo the way I killed the beat I should be guilty , Lock me up in Guantanamo or Panama
Swallow the locking key, moving like assassins’ creed
Hitting jabs put you to sleep, that’s Apollo Creed
Michael Schofield with the vision, See they wanna get into my mind like television
Kidnap the Priest half way through the exorcism
Lynch him up like strange fruit, if they test then they lose
I paid dues see they fools, get jumped by eight dudes
Call them April’s gifted with the flow, baptism beneath monsoon
I son you am Sun Tzu , bring the heat to your son too
Playing with elements this rap shit is effortless, am moving militant
You sold your soul for dead President
Now you rest underground with the sediment
Swinging swords at the corridor, throw you off the bridge on Burrator
I’m a wizard with the stick like Dumbledore
Knock you off your block like domino (x2)
Track Name: Times Of Adolescence - Feat. Chillman [Prod.Moff]
Yeah I had shootings at my door you aren’t seen that before
Why you acting like you was?
Pause….. Bunch of phoney rappers
Yeah am looking at the sky now cuz we all need answers
Am growing out my hair now …Cuz they antennas
It’s just one of those days.. Juel Santana
Or maybe Kano, it’s just typical me with a corn roll
When I was young I got beats by the Cain yo mum never played yo
When it came to the discipline
You spoil the rod then you spoil the child
Nowadays we all running wild, cry me a river still in denial
I can’t say I was perfect but never was a demon child
Yeah I made mistakes tryna play sick today
Ah noh wan go school today ….
Ah say ah no wan go school today
Reminiscing back, used to put books in my trousers to ease the pain when the teacher’s whoop me …
I always dread it like whoopi
Caught out again got me feeling like oopsy
And play fighting got me thinking I was Bruce Lee
Tripped on the rubble, going home with a bruised knee
Plus I got a sour ass Whipped from the Cane
I guess it made me who I am today
Flash backs from adolescence
It’s all part of life’s lessons
Thinking deep now I’m writing these sentence
It is what it is; shed tears over those that are gone with the breeze
Swear down you are truly missed, I feel the pain like its crucifix
Ay yo Grandma I love you, wish I could hug you
I hope you free cuz I want to

Nike sneaks in baggy jeans since a whacky teen
With the weed up in the baggy
Sipping Bucky with my g’s
Planning on my future plan to scram a couple p’s
Times of adolescence feeling free up in the summer breeze
Peace to you and every other human kind
My Mother used to clip my ear for doing what i like
Coked up in the nightlife, holding my pint
Lessons that I’ve learnt, still I never listen
Never got regrets for what happened in the distance
Tomorrow don’t exist
And like K.P this shit will get taken in an instance
Been a lost soul since an infant
With a sense of thinking, fully drunk drinking
Spitting something to make a def man listen
The funk and the groove
Cuz when your paralysed it makes ya move
Life is a gift and life is a fight
Best put up your knuckles up
Best get ready to get hit like
Track Name: Like That - Feat. Moraless [Prod.James Tsoi]
We get down like that
Who’s that?
Two kids bring the sound right back
Something you can spark to
Get high like that
We just get down like that (x2)

This track is overdue, over that over heads like it’s over you
You know that me and ob we go and throw a tune
We do it really slowly we are taking over you, we’re taking over you
We’re making loads of food baking those for you
It’s like half a dozen doesn’t change half the crew
Still representing all the paths I choose
Bills still depending on the I car I cruse

They can’t walk in my shoes, yes am talking to you
Try black ball me, lick off your head with a cue
Yes I paid my dues
This pen is my arsenal, from day man knew
I’m destined for greatness, dedicate my tunes
To the days of the struggle when I never had fuck all
Flash back to them rainy days
Now I shower beats like its everglades
It’s been a rocky road
Thank you for yesterday

We get down like that
Who’s that?
Two kids bring the sound right back
Something you can spark to
Get high like that
We just get down like that (x2)

Or how far how large I’m fast to move
Sitting in this park all dark I’m last to move
Sparking up the refer and hardly made pass to you
Pass to the left not right that’s partly rude
That was partly you, your fault not mine
On top of that your all salt not wine
With a pinch of bitter in ya life like not lime
That was partly you your fault
Not mine

Reminisce back to them days of the snotty nose
Now I duppy shows, cymatics when I step on stage
Mic in my hand, southern comfort with the lemonade
Clocking zombies, give them life like its anima
Life is a balance and am keeping my sanity
You’re never too big to show empathy
This goes out to the universe
We stay infinite even through the Hurst
In the centre I’m the nucleus

We get down like that
Who’s that?
Two kids bring the sound right back
Something you can spark to
Get high like that
We just get down like that (x2)
Track Name: The Dreamer - Feat. Lazy Eyez, Big Rain & Nuggz [Prod.DaMaven]
If your dreams came true, would you stay true or turn into a diva?
When I dream, manifesting law of attraction through the ethers
Some dream to be teachers, others to be bankers find a cure for the cancer
Ayo we dream for world peace
We dream to get rid of these corrupted MP’s
Pull the trigger and squeeze, pull the trigger and squeeze
I had a dream like Martin Luther; don’t let no body fool ya
Or get fucked like the karma sutra
Don’t let anybody block your dreams
I’m feeling like Cole, I’ve got a dollar and a dream
Imagination is the greatest gift
Photographic imageries like I’m taking pics
Yeah it feels like we caught up in this politricks
If you got a vision then run with it but only if it’s positive
But only if it’s positive

So excuse me if I scream and shout
Read aloud the million miles of reasons I conceive the clouds
To have a smile of silver dashed across the rift of seeping out
Now speak to Christ about the scenes your dreaming about
My team's a bunch of rowdy cunts no decency we're rounding up
Scenes dealing half as much the preachers reading carving guts
Hard as fuck was proving I'm hardly a martyr barfing cuts
I'm Harvey Dent - two faced arsonist when I'm sparking blunts
Path to walk lethargic 'trashed with my thirst for fame
No worthier name to burst the set and then observe the flames
All in dreamland see you tomorrow without a dash of hope
Racking up the past of the pacifist when I'm smashing coke
Grab my coat I think it's time to leave
Rhyming steez got my past memories left ahead of me
Cellophane lifestyle celebrities are right there
Fight fair this an hallucinogenic nightmare

I close my eyes and plant a wish,Develop the daydream,
Known to have the skills to build from nothing like the A-Team,
Whatever my brain can fathom, roll with the same abandon,
I only say it if my overall aim’s to make it happen,
Stuck in the middle of where dreams and life is,
Materials and vices, they smiling on the one hand, other hand is an ice pick,
Following their dreams they’ll take your soul and leave you lifeless, while you killing with your kindness,
Snap out of the dream I see the light but still confusion,
Feel the doubt but figure out what life is and what’s illusion
Can’t live without some dreams and hopes, feeling broke, but their every wish devilish that’s not a dream that’s living smoke,
I clear the apparition,
Apparently my paranoia doesn’t plan on kicking,
Is this a dream or is this life I’m having trouble living?
Was this my path or did I ask for this hand I’m given?
Turning dreams to written.

From day dot dreamt of being a rapper on stage
Inspired from a younger age, passion set ablaze
Influenced by the masters quickly harboured a taste
Practiced hard, learnt the craft, Graft bars to this day
I'm getting booked on the regs, I'm playing shows on the road
Travelling to my next event is where ma story unfolds
Cold shiver down my spine as my vehicle collides
With another head on so through my windscreen I fly!
Burning heat, flash of white, heard the beat, grab the mic
Churning speech, scratched ma eyes
Clocked the crowd when opened wide
Brain was spinning thinking someone playing tricks of mine
Smashed ma set, met a suit
Said he could promote ma rhymes
Out came the pen so I signed on the dotted line
Seen the briefcase with cash fully stocked up high
Dreams came true, in this world I was on top
Actually in a coma, fam by my side nonstop.
The Dreamer.
Track Name: Soul Secrets [Prod.DaMaven]
Sometimes I hide my true feelings, I see Pisces that’s two fishes
Trying to stay calm never too vicious
Negative mind state really be the true killers
It can block you from your best day ever
See the end is near, that’s Ab Soul and Mac Miller
Life’s a game am playing chess not checkers
Am knocking at the door, government debt collectors
Wise man said we should govern our mental
Penny for my thoughts two fishes in a wishing well
Times of adolescences old friend died of sickle cell
Feeling like we live in hell, H. E double hockey sticks
Pack my bags send me off to the Mother ship
Rap genius they wanna see the star shine bright like Sirius
This life can be fast and furious
I move diligent and fuck Trump dropping bombs on Syrians
Killing off the innocent

We make it through the pain
Thank your blessings that you live to see another day
Life’s a game take time brother not today
Take time brother not today (x2)

Revolution will never be televise, this hip-hop shit got me hypnotise
Breathe and I live till my body dematerialise, Shifting density I’m an entity
Climbing Jacob’s ladder no 33rd degree
Word to Soul never mind my identity
Love to my Queens I aren’t trying to leave this game quick
Broke is a joke we pawn pieces for four seasons, saw demons
Count your blessings if you’re eating ,I thank Allah that I’m still breathing
Life is beautiful sing a happy tune
Negative vibes turn catastrophicall so bring forth the right attitude
Some batter dudes, some just battle through
Some are pissed off screw facing
Kept secrets like high degree Masons
Put your pyramid in three formation
Life is sweet no aspartame, life is sweet no aspartame

We make it through the pain
Thank your blessings that you live to see another day
Life’s a game, take time brother not today
Take time brother not today (x2)
Track Name: Imagery - Feat. Flowtecs, Tok & K.C [Prod.Hybrid Freqs]
I stay focus when am writing these
Beats get cremated like we burning trees
They’ll like to body I Siamese, I just laugh at them
Cuz more time man they chatting breeze, your mind’s caught up in apathy
My mind’s skilled, I’m an artist, artistic imagery
Am painting pictures like medieval tapestries
Your trying to hate, you’ll be hating till its infinity
I operate on a higher frequency
cymatic sounds; you’re not on my wavelength
Its blatant, type to pick up the mic and start shaking
You man are living a lie, your off the railings
It’s a cold world, keep your balance
Police love to shoot atoms, put you in the 6 like Saturn
One minute he was joking with the mandem, now he’s corpse in the mortuary
Seems like shooting blacks is their policy
Word to Jman , there’s so much fuckery
Tryna survive in this life of sin, it’s frightening , grew up hearing gun shots firing
Wrong place wrong time, strike you down like lightening
Intuition kept me safe, burning sage cast spirits
Aye yo the beast got our siblings I’m dragging shatan to Anubis
Knowledge is power; meditate like the Sufis meditate like the Sufis

It’s quite clear they don’t see it like us
Our reality’s in zoom and achieving is a must
And speaking of such... Defeating me is easy to plan
But carrying out shit in person aren’t as easy to rush, you get it.
Shits well constructed like the sixteenth chapel
I’ve encoded every letter yeah these scripts leave you baffled
I’ve been demonstrating elevation
A higher plains is my minds domain
I scribe away till in a heightened state
Then vibe in space Orion’s belt on my waste
Star gazing,
Beady eyed generating a CGI
Check the imagery, astral planning
Re-enacting a dream, a chapter and a scene that actually happened
A theory masterful but enigmatic
Bewildering and beautiful how the playbacks cinematic
My visions definition finer than the heaven's blessings
When I leave the track you get a slight feeling of Evanescence

Yo it’s me, Tok and some affiliates of Obadiah
Bringing heat so you might think you’re chilling by a open fire
Gather round and lists fully listen to our controlled desire
Of fitting missing scenes to your screen before your scroll on by us
If you’ve got questions I probably can’t answer them
But I’ll provide a nice vibe for you to find a path to them
One meaning of life is just to do shit
So find whatever’s holding your mind back and lose it
Every day can be a dream or a nightmare, choose bliss
Reality’s relative and I don’t need to prove it
Just look around, everybody’s in their movement
Some hold on to time and some rush through it
So differentiate the speed at which you’re moving
Accelerate to better days and start to see improvement
This is imagery
With no need for mimicry
It’s superseded by the universes deeper symmetry.

They said down fly the rocks founded by our gods
What are the odds of life?
We strive to see what’s outside the box
Unknown mysteries are locks, Repeated from history that’s lost
The cost of mystery, doors stay shut locked like forgotten shivery
Rock bottom sinners be lost in the symmetry
Cognitive blocked willingly by the shit we see through the trinity as we pursue the imagery
Life is raw we try and time it all, Revolutions rise and fall
The incline of war winds us all to the point of not seeing
What the fuck were fighting for life is pure
And we can’t appreciate how to spend this time no more
Just occupied to keep the mind absorbed by a higher force
Track Name: The Chronicle [Prod.DaMaven]
It’s the chronicle
Minds like a pot of jewel
Still I might knock a fool
Fuck off to the constable
Mind state fuck em all
I aren’t forgotten you
Sorry Mr. Officer not a criminal
But what are you? (x2)
I’ve never been a woos , your girl got a bush so tell a boy sush
Them boy there wan act up, them boy there can’t catch up
Why should I waste my time? You can’t even piss when you stand up
Laughing my ass off, it’s nothing but jokes like stand up
See man I’m over your head no dandruff
I don’t fuck about, am bad for your health like bad drugs
Still I find peace with myself; I’ll be talking to trees like Gandoulf
Smoking a DMT , still I kill emcees
Get crushed with the A.N.T that’s the E.N.D
One by one am taking them out, when you hop on the mic
Its sad cuz no one is making a sound
When am on the mic , got the crowd jumping around
Letting off rounds so better duck down
It gets live in the rave that’s how it goes down
Them boys try but they aren’t like us, they aren’t like Os to the man
Nobody cares if you were locked in a van; I bet you stick your cock in a jam
That’s some ting wong like you gone to Japan
From day been the chosen one, its obi wan
Went to a race, O.B won didn’t get bronze or silver, I got the golden one
In golf yeah man’s got a hole in one, last man standing only one
Don’t act like you k know me don , see these man’s are phoney
Where do you know me from?

It’s the chronicle
Minds like a pot of jewel
Still I might knock a fool
Fuck off to the constable
Mind state fuck em all
I aren’t forgotten you
Sorry Mr. Officer not a criminal
But what are you? (x2)

If I turn to devilish vibe I reckon you’ll die, don’t bet on your life
You best skate like metal on ice, am telling you once not telling you twice
Get left to rot like Devlin’s guys so you best chill like Keith Lemon on ice
I chef it up nice, bring your ting round here then the mandem tempting your wife
Girl gets pressed in the back, insert the ting like Japanese knife
Consequence when you trust a slag, man they quick to blow like puffing a fag
She wasn’t loving her man, getting battered on cam
On a beat I go ham, them boy try can’t do what I can
Naa naa
It’s the chronicle
Minds like a pot of jewel
Still I might knock a fool
Fuck off to the constable
Mind state fuck em all
I aren’t forgotten you
Sorry Mr Officer not a criminal
But what are you? (x2)
Track Name: Right In The Zone [Prod.Soss]
On a beat I go deep with my bros
You man are keyboard warriors neeks with the post
I aren’t famous yet so I aren’t got time to be taking pics on the roads
Got a wifey and she wants me to propose
Something like Skeppy , one line flows yeah i got one of those its ob’s
Jump on stage make a emcee ghost
manna come through with the hefty flows,
Man wanna clash then let me know
Man wanna diss my crew but behind closed doors wanna jump on the synchro ting
they roll out when we roll in, come dressed all black on a emo ting
Metatron’s cube on a synchro tee, you’re stuck in the past on a bebo ting

Am right in the zone, right in the zone
Don’t phone my phone I get right in the zone
When am writing alone, writing alone
everyting mad like Bugsy Malone (x2)

No games of thrones manna hold the door....
Harry Potter with the wand, I killed Voldemort
And send his soul back to the overlords.....
Holy Ghost leave you comatose
Row row row your boat, holy smokes.....
Fakes we rise over those, watch them over dose
Sold your soul, I’m a soldier like buffalo....
I’m a solider like buffalo... buffalo soldier........

Am right in the zone, right in the zone
Don’t phone my phone I get right in the zone
When am writing alone, writing alone
everyting mad like Bugsy Malone (x2)

Am tryna get gold like a discus ting
I got 16 bars that are disgusting
Wanna jump on a tune then this cost ting
If its war then it’s not no discuss ting
If I say suck your mum , guess what ?
That’s a diss cuss ting
Coming with speed but you man are stuck in neutral
This coasting...... did you get that?
Already know that I can’t be held by setbacks
01752 yeah I rep that , told you before I’ve got 16 bars that would lick off your jaw like rasssss, Now I got brand new ones that would take off your head back
Take off your head back ,take off your head back

Am right in the zone, right in the zone
Don’t phone my phone I get right in the zone
When am writing alone, writing alone
everyting mad like Bugsy Malone (x4)
Track Name: Drowning Demons - Feat. Mish & Gaddzilla [Prod.DML]
Feel like am drowning
I’m twisting and turning ,turning
Twisting and turning
The demons are larking larking
Demons are larking
Rituals like Vatican priest when they beating a virgin
Every time every time
Feel like am drowning (x2)

Staring back at my reflection, tryna get my own attention
Voices in my head keep telling me it’s time for my ascension
Extra sensory perceptions
Flash backs from adolescence, nothing comes easy we all go through life lesson
In order to claim back our try essence
What’s the point for all these writing sessions?
Shadows larking battling my inner thoughts, fighting off negative entities
I won’t reach for the sedatives, sage burn like effigy
Close my eyes holding moldavite, surrounded by poltergeist
Tryna take me to the darker realms over night
Over night
Fuck that man I hold the light
Charkas keep spinning like motorbike
Motorbike

Feel like am drowning
I’m twisting and turning turning
Twisting and turning
The demons are larking larking
Demons are larking
Rituals like Vatican priest when they beating a virgin
Every time every time
Feel like am drowning (x2)

Feel like I’m drowning these demons surrounding
Want me in the ground in the dirt never found him but I’m still local
So might see me around in a black tracksuit with my hood pulled down
In a bad mood I’m frowning my pocket stinking got that loud in
When I’m out of town link with OB I shout him,
shinobi and shaolin no doubting
Lyrical combat my dojos the mountain.
Demons on my shoulder and a chip to, couple things I been through
Made my heart colder than a igloo, tell a bitch boy that’s a bitch move
Me I only spit truth, try and bite my flow and you're ending up with a chipped tooth
jealous cuz I’m better their jezzys sending me quick nudes
Pagons wanna slip through always got an excuse
Can’t pretend its new, feel like I’m about to drown and I’m losing my grip to

Feel like am drowning drowning
Feel like am drowning
I’m twisting and turning turning
Twisting and turning
The demons are larking larking
Demons are larking
Rituals like Vatican priest when they beating a virgin
Every time every time
Feel like am drowning (x2)
Track Name: Fruit Of Nubia - Feat. R.I.Z [Prod.Soss]
Am sorting my life out, no regrets when the angel of dead
Come to take me away and turn my lights out
In this 3D plain, I’ve got the wills like C.D.J
Minds stay sharp in a spiritual way, Stay humble
Love life and stay out of trouble, to my future kids’ amma love you
Reminisce back to my younger days growing up
Swear down man I didn’t have fuck all, no silver spoon in my mouth
Ten relatives in the same dam building, sometimes no dam food in the house
Couuu them times were peak.. Still we stayed smiling
90’s kids playing hide and seek
Dad passed away in 96, felt the pain and life was bleak
Not too long after that my Nan died
As a kid I was so many bad times ,them times were the war times
Them times were the worse times
Young kids on the front lines destroying so many bloodlines
Came close to dead like so many times so it’s only right that I should respect to my guardian angels
From day they’ve been casting negative spirits away from me like sages
One time gun shots at my door ….
Me and my mum hiding in the basement, had to stay patient
Could have been killed, so many ting got spilled
So many bloods got spilled in my home town
It’s all real what I wrote down , came from a place of Freetown
But still we fight for our freedom cuz no one’s free
Man made diseases Ebola virus and H.I.V
Killing my people’s quicker than heroin needles
Yeah I’m living in the UK now; still think this western world is evil
Devilish rituals, 666 malevolent sheeples.....
Deep down the darkest race has never been equal
21st century still living in times of white supremacy
Rest in peace to those in cemetery Babylon burn like effigy
Cuz still they hate on ebony.....

Life and lessons
Script pain in these writing sessions
Switch lanes and I slide dimensions
Signs Synchronise with my ascensions. (X2)

Back in my home town government don’t give a shit
Young kids on the street holding knifes and clips
Struggle and pain what their lives really is
Been left in the rain and now he’s gone in the mist
And he knows that life is a bitch but he can’t get out of the streets
Mum past away and his dad fucked off
So where is the guidance for him? It’s making me sick
Be thankful of the life that you live
Think about the life’s of the kid that is out on the street
Aren’t got P’s so he’s eating out of the bins
When it rains it pours, tears come down from his cheeks
Begs for help but catch a slap to his wrist
Ignorance and greed is fair to say that’s the lives that we live
The guy walks off ignoring the state of the kid
That’s taking the piss it’s making me sick

Life and lessons
Script pain in these writing sessions
Switch lanes and I slide dimensions
Signs Synchronise with my ascensions. (X2)
Track Name: Cross - Feat. Gaddzilla [Prod.DaMaven]
I’ve got the mind of a genius hold tight my Negus
Build empires like Caesar’s, am alive in the speakers
I write tunes that are way too deeper ...for the average minds
I went back in time back on grime, no rest for the wicked
Start lapping guys
These emcees aren’t acting right, what you think man that’s alright?
Am done with their bullshit bun your hype
Trynna rise up in a world full of anti-Christ
You have never been an active guy
Why you acting like you’re on this ting ?
You man get yammed like onion rings tell a boy quiet
You must be eating too many shit so tell a boy go on a diet
I’ve got bars and flows and they can’t deny it man they can’t deny it
But it’s more than music Meatron’s cubix ,play the part if the shoe fits
Live life to the fullest till I meet with Anubis
wanna be free like nudist floating in peace and love like Buddhist

This one is for the gangsters and the real drug dealers
Even the holy man a get cross like Jesus
The killer’s pon the street unleashing the demon
Fuck with my quengers the things them will bang bang bang

They aren’t got bars like that ,they don’t get shells they don’t get girls
I’m a 90’s baby Kenean and Kel
Want the whole town glory word to Adel
You man stick your cock in a male
Put your cds out on the shelf but it aren’t gonna sell
Mouldy cake on the shelves... i’m the angel of dead
So pay me respect, take off more than half of your head
Its Obi wan lick off your head with a pro v one
Yeah that’s what I said ..get back to your meds
Gone past he no walking to gregs , us man never talk to the feds
So bun down officers cuz they wanna take a black out
Something like pc monitors

This one is for the gangsters and the real drug dealers
Even the holy man a get cross like Jesus
The killer’s pon the street unleashing the demon
Fuck with my quengers the things them will bang bang bang
Track Name: Mic Check - Feat. Lauren Thomas [Prod.DaMaven]
I love music so I do this for me I don’t do this for you
I do this for I O.B one and only
Freedom of speech man they can’t control me
I’m penning pages when am feeling lonely
Or I just might be feeling glad, feeling sad or maybe just feeling mad
Express myself like whatever the feeling man
Battling demons head spinning like a ceiling fan
Rapping is healing believe me yoo I mean it man
Throughout the seasons I’m doing everything I can
To get better, everything I can to get better
I’m still broke but dam whatever
I’m still dope, never done it for the cheddar
I’m from a town called malice like Weller
They wanna shoot your dreams it’s a cold world cuzzy
If you know what I mean, I’ve got a pocket full of dreams

Mic check one two do what I want to
They can hate on me but I still love you
Put the blame on me if they really want to
I’ve got the flame on me
Know that i can burn you (x2)

Thoughts manifest reality
My mind is beautiful like masterpieces from art gallery
Beats getting smashed to pieces so come follow me
I’m in the rabbit hole getting back rubs off Alice
Whiles I sharpen my sword for the heathens
Striking with force neck bleeding, fight for what’s yours wreck demons
About to go nuts like semen spent too many days dreaming
Sense who’s real and who can I trust and who stays scheming
I don’t trust no body, we all wanna be somebody
Would you cheat somebody just to be somebody?
It’s all fun and games till somebody gets bodied
Beats get duppied , I guess now they love me
Cuz man I rap like mummy, where’s my money?
Aren’t got time for your fuckeries, everyting duppy

Mic check one two do what I want to
They can hate on me but I still love you
Put the blame on me if they really want to
I’ve got the flame on me
Know that I can burn you (x2)

One day I know I’ll be able to say ......
I made it all of the way.....
With me myself and I.......
Can’t wait sitting for my life to change....
I’m gonna do this my way....
With me myself and I.......(X2
Track Name: War Wit Us - Feat. Unanymous & K.C [Prod.DaMaven]
Man I say yeah yeah like Soss
Dropping hot shit till body turn out to bust
Mother fuckers go sleep
You don’t want no war with us (x2)

Your whole team are mic chokers me am high focus
You man are posers lacking substance hocus pocus
Obadiah’s cold now they notice
Tuberculosis slap you with your loafers
You aren’t ill like cystic fibrosis, bunch of cockroaches getting step on
Leave you with a sour face lemon for claiming that you’re a don like Teflon
Top boy you aren’t that kid like split prophet please stop it
Fuck jumping off a bridge I swear down you getting pushed off it
Same old shit when you rapping find a new topic
You man bore me to sleep so I skip, I don’t care who’s on it
Unless you getting Proof on it so I guess that I never will
You must be dreaming kid like me meditating on Tibetan hills
I’m listening to forest hill cruising on a one way
I’m in polo not a Honda I’ll be gone till it’s Monday
Fake it till you make it what some say rags to riches like Kanye
Your whole team is wack I guess you got to live with that
Or go better your selves I fuck the beat like am beating a milf
You man are clumsy spilling milk whiles your billing a spliff
I play your tracks to my homies like listen to this
You man are shit facts no figure of speech
What you call your wifey, she’ll be flicking her wrist to next man
But i guess that is none of my bizz , food for thought no chicken and chips
I break you down like am eating a Twix
I write rhymes whiles I’m taking a shit
You man suck like dobby init pussy boy best know your limit
Or get slap with a pint of Guinness piss like your sipping spirits

Man I say yeah yeah like Soss
Dropping hot shit till body turn out to bust
Mother fuckers go sleep
You don’t want no war with us (x2)

I’m sick of fronting like all these spitters are gunsmiths
Just leave that to the ones who’s really got a gun grip
If you’re really real, believe you’re a dumb snitch
If you aren’t really dealing, why you speaking all that drug shit?
You want probation and scratches on your record; think that validates you as a gangster?
I don’t reckon, do you understand yourself or even have any perspective?
I never measure a man on his carrots in his necklace
Snap under the pressure I’m adding to your neck cuz I’m Hannibal lecter rapping
I’ll have you for breakfast snacks kid
Treat that brain like a delicacy, feed fans to feedback the many give me
You can consume it all in a human portions, food for thought even an anarocksick would eat
I chef it up like I gave Nigella the D, I’m the missing ingredient
The recipe is rest in peace, rest in pieces

Crawled out the litter bin swigging and sipping gin
Your girls got a big fat ass and want me to dip it in
Old school with the message shit I send a pigeon in
That’s air mail like chicks on first dates that aren’t giving in
Be a cunt to me and I’m mirroring, I’m hungry like I’m a stick n thin
Bones pop out the chest like a mortal combat finish him
Skellator the ectomorph, the picture sets an image in.
I hit you with double entendre and troubled synonyms
Ugh. We only live once no need to be pissed off
Aren’t got the time no wrist watch, Like Madeleine man this kids lost
Like Amir Khan I got that quick cross
Used to blaze spliff lots
I don't smoke bud no more but I still love my hip-hop
Suffering from vertigo like Alfred Hitchcock
I can’t switch off see me snorting charley with sloth
Having partys on Plym rock this is my pit stop like
Bitch what.

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