Turn me up in the hea phones a little bit bra
Uh
Yeah I make the club tracks
Then I rap two hours make you go nuts
Yes sort of like cashews
Yeah im proud to make a mark
I ain't talking tattoos
Guaranteed to run your ass over if I have to
Igbo boy, hmmm
Noise makers making mad noise
Try me ama leave your eyes big and puffy
Ha bad boy
Ama set the pace and fall back
And watch you niggas run the race
What you call that
Ha, im ready for war
You niggas putting two up
Cus my swag stay presidential
Good luck
I see the spliff got you high hater
, red card you out
Sanicater
Real talk even though they say men lie
Knock you off the spot in a flash
No pen drive
Any icon beat, I kills it
Cus I got the right sauce for the meal nic
Yorrrr, syou know
Ive been drawn to you
I see a lot of you acting surprised right
I hope you feel the same
They never saw me coming
And if Ive been drawn to you
Three words (and i spend my life with you)
This
Is
Lynx
You must have forgot the realest G in the game
Cus I switched off a little for the money and fame
Cus I flipped through the suit and the Louis V shades
Got gucci on the boots and a matching up range
From NY to lagos ain’t a damn thing changed
Your boy killz for the bills
Always leaving a stain
Since I stepped In the bitch like a puddle of rain
Click clack click clack keep causing the pain
Eh, rooftops we blowing purple we breathe in
Dirty cops our rights they keep reading
Hood niggas the streets we keep teaching
Get money, get money keep preaching
No flow for free get no battles
No spinning sixteen I herd em all like cattle
Kills feeling like a tanker
And if the corporations want to talk they see the ganster in him
Get money baby
Ive been drawn to you
I hope you feel the same
And if Ive been drawn to you
And i spend my life with you
I play for keeps, im my brothers keeper
One man approach and sweep, street sweepers
Got the high sauce from the beat and I keep gidas
So you can loose your soul in the streets like cheap sneakers
I don't care what the media expect
But my death threat should be dealt with immediate effect
Huh, me and my niggas ride to the death
So if you ain't feeling my flow slide to the left
We about getting paid
Cut the check the __
If you sleeping im coming for your neck
Niggas ain’t bout to robb you
My niggas a kill you
All the feelings inside
Kaow you feel yo
Hun, listen you better chill yo
Step on the wrong foot
You finna feel a still toe
Put the green dough
Ask put to screen yo
What up to my nigga lynx
And shoutout to killz you
Ive been drawn to you
I hope you feel the same
And if Ive been drawn to you
And i spend my life with you
They call me the beast but I don't really like that
Cus I ain't that type of dude im humble
And yes oh my God
In the streets I pay my dues
bundles, you can call me rapper blues
Yo lynx whats up, you got some tissue
Feel like I wanna puke
You go fit pause the base line
I won hear the kick, I love champagne
But I really hate wine
And that's some good shit
Take all my fans
I will drop some new hits
Im travelling with my dogg M.I
Or maybe sauce kid
(Speaking in Ghanaian)
Kill the mic once and for all
You can call me sarkodie or the music santa claus
Uhhh, that's a dope line
Give the guy round of applause
I murder the mic
wow yes boss
Its time to raise em up
How many people dey call me the best
Please get your hands up
Me feeling the flow, me feeling the swag
Some people say im so handsome
But me im just a G
Always remember where you came from
Now to my niggas on the horrrr
Uh
Yeah I make the club tracks
Then I rap two hours make you go nuts
Yes sort of like cashews
Yeah im proud to make a mark
I ain't talking tattoos
Guaranteed to run your ass over if I have to
Igbo boy, hmmm
Noise makers making mad noise
Try me ama leave your eyes big and puffy
Ha bad boy
Ama set the pace and fall back
And watch you niggas run the race
What you call that
Ha, im ready for war
You niggas putting two up
Cus my swag stay presidential
Good luck
I see the spliff got you high hater
, red card you out
Sanicater
Real talk even though they say men lie
Knock you off the spot in a flash
No pen drive
Any icon beat, I kills it
Cus I got the right sauce for the meal nic
Yorrrr, syou know
Ive been drawn to you
I see a lot of you acting surprised right
I hope you feel the same
They never saw me coming
And if Ive been drawn to you
Three words (and i spend my life with you)
This
Is
Lynx
You must have forgot the realest G in the game
Cus I switched off a little for the money and fame
Cus I flipped through the suit and the Louis V shades
Got gucci on the boots and a matching up range
From NY to lagos ain’t a damn thing changed
Your boy killz for the bills
Always leaving a stain
Since I stepped In the bitch like a puddle of rain
Click clack click clack keep causing the pain
Eh, rooftops we blowing purple we breathe in
Dirty cops our rights they keep reading
Hood niggas the streets we keep teaching
Get money, get money keep preaching
No flow for free get no battles
No spinning sixteen I herd em all like cattle
Kills feeling like a tanker
And if the corporations want to talk they see the ganster in him
Get money baby
Ive been drawn to you
I hope you feel the same
And if Ive been drawn to you
And i spend my life with you
I play for keeps, im my brothers keeper
One man approach and sweep, street sweepers
Got the high sauce from the beat and I keep gidas
So you can loose your soul in the streets like cheap sneakers
I don't care what the media expect
But my death threat should be dealt with immediate effect
Huh, me and my niggas ride to the death
So if you ain't feeling my flow slide to the left
We about getting paid
Cut the check the __
If you sleeping im coming for your neck
Niggas ain’t bout to robb you
My niggas a kill you
All the feelings inside
Kaow you feel yo
Hun, listen you better chill yo
Step on the wrong foot
You finna feel a still toe
Put the green dough
Ask put to screen yo
What up to my nigga lynx
And shoutout to killz you
Ive been drawn to you
I hope you feel the same
And if Ive been drawn to you
And i spend my life with you
They call me the beast but I don't really like that
Cus I ain't that type of dude im humble
And yes oh my God
In the streets I pay my dues
bundles, you can call me rapper blues
Yo lynx whats up, you got some tissue
Feel like I wanna puke
You go fit pause the base line
I won hear the kick, I love champagne
But I really hate wine
And that's some good shit
Take all my fans
I will drop some new hits
Im travelling with my dogg M.I
Or maybe sauce kid
(Speaking in Ghanaian)
Kill the mic once and for all
You can call me sarkodie or the music santa claus
Uhhh, that's a dope line
Give the guy round of applause
I murder the mic
wow yes boss
Its time to raise em up
How many people dey call me the best
Please get your hands up
Me feeling the flow, me feeling the swag
Some people say im so handsome
But me im just a G
Always remember where you came from
Now to my niggas on the horrrr
( Lynxxx )
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