Rap God

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05 Mar 2019

(Chorus) Rap God, call me rap God They call me badboi cos I rap in hardcore Im sitting on the throne cos I rule the dukedom Crown on my head like I ruled the kingdom x2 Verse1 Rap god, I got a palmtop They all they bang up cos I bought a car porsh Am lyrically vim so you call me badboi They below my offer cos I made its sun drop Yeee bad belle, born to sapelle Im rap genius, so rappers kese jeje With their calamity flow mopa won kele kele Won pemi loni ife so moko won sinu pebe They are weaking Am lyrically seeking Am harder than a rock so nobody can kick me Burning like fire, cooking them like chicken Who born their father, so I injure their kidney Call me boss, rap god to the core Am sitting on the throne kile ro yin kile thought Emi o kin se esore tofe rule pelu force I cooked them with lyrics morun de won sinu pot (Repeat chorus) Verse2 Am the king of the kings other rappers are wack Call me money maker cos I fish up the bar My glories are glorious so quote me in kha I made the embordement to keep them in a sack What did do, am the rap God the doom Am the pojari they paid Punjab in the hood They are animals that am taking for groom The way I bloviate lyrics make me radically bloom We meet in a giffy, nobody can be me Like mtn everywhere you go u see me Am a marrow patch the street really feel me Call me rap god cos am strategically hidden I open up my eye like the eagles in the sky They never know my worth cos I sit up to be tit am virtually painted cos I give a moral price My six before seven cos am lyrically wise

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(Chorus) Rap God, call me rap God They call me badboi cos I rap in hardcore Im sitting on the throne cos I rule the dukedom Crown on my head like I ruled the kingdom x2 Verse1 Rap god, I got a palmtop They all they bang up cos I bought a car porsh Am lyrically vim so you call me badboi They below my offer cos I made its sun drop Yeee bad belle, born to sapelle Im rap genius, so rappers kese jeje With their calamity flow mopa won kele kele Won pemi loni ife so moko won sinu pebe They are weaking Am lyrically seeking Am harder than a rock so nobody can kick me Burning like fire, cooking them like chicken Who born their father, so I injure their kidney Call me boss, rap god to the core Am sitting on the throne kile ro yin kile thought Emi o kin se esore tofe rule pelu force I cooked them with lyrics morun de won sinu pot (Repeat chorus) Verse2 Am the king of the kings other rappers are wack Call me money maker cos I fish up the bar My glories are glorious so quote me in kha I made the embordement to keep them in a sack What did do, am the rap God the doom Am the pojari they paid Punjab in the hood They are animals that am taking for groom The way I bloviate lyrics make me radically bloom We meet in a giffy, nobody can be me Like mtn everywhere you go u see me Am a marrow patch the street really feel me Call me rap god cos am strategically hidden I open up my eye like the eagles in the sky They never know my worth cos I sit up to be tit am virtually painted cos I give a moral price My six before seven cos am lyrically wise

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