Intro: TiNaYe
Wehama ndione, wehama ndione
Wehama ndione, wehama ndione
Verse: Malcom Mufunde
The best rapper alive, since we're all out here stating the obvious
Tired of getting slept on, here's a dose of insomnia
Bar for bar, only sheep could stand against me
I'm a menace to you, cats, and I'm much worse than Jerry
I get a lot of hate for doing this for the love
I find rappers edible, I know I'll never starve
I am to cyphers what Johnny Sins is to porn
I done screwed everybody in the game that you could think of
The rappers in your Top 5 put me in their Top 5
It's a handicap in my favor if I take on all five
I'm like a tassel, I'm the top of the crop
In five battles, my record is Five-O like a cop
I never fell off, I feel like Bobby Shmurda's hat
I'mma always be the first, I know you second that
Still dropping more puns than a clumsy chef
Sickest rapper in the game and I'm off the meds
Yeah, call me Paul Finch, I'm a stiff motherfucker
It's the Internet age, to the web, I'm Peter Parker
I'm old school but still the best in this era; I'm Oxford
And everybody's on the program but I got the source code
With the stars, I float
Only NASA has the transport to get to my spot
I'mma waste your favorites, after all, they're trash
You been shooting for the stars but your bullets astray
I only deal with the best now
Who's fly? I'm Air Jordan; I'm taking it personal
Hip-hop's golden child, Midas touched me
I'm the greatest; the Zimbabwean descendant of Ali
Bars too hot for the light-skinned, my listeners sunscreen
I got the rhyme scheme from Rakim
I'm like Kyrie when he's moody, I don't play no games
I'm Clint-Eastwood serious- still the same old man
Haters are all down for my downfall
God is the answer, the question is "Who's Malcom?"
Where I'm from, I'm the hottest- the sun is my homie
I start recording and trigger global warming
I'm a barcode emcee- every line is a bar
I'm in the cancer ward yelling, "I'm sicker than that!"
We all got potential but I'm more kinetic
So I started a movement and now we're going places
It's easy to make waves with a flow like this
And no sphincter muscles could hold back my shit
Should I keep running?
It's kinda hard to chase goals when they're way behind me
I kill every dummy with my intelligence quotient
Going toe-to-toe with me only gets you a toe tag
This is rap history in the making
And once I make it, all you rappers are history
I've made more ghosts than a Rolls Royce factory
I don't have to call the shots, I do it by texting
No hive mentality, I always do me
I told the honeys that I mind my own biz
I'm in a league of my own so I have no match
They put money on my flow like I'm a stripper on stage
Too exceptional, it's like I'm doping at this
My dope bars are dopamine to dope emcees
It's kinda funny how I put rappers in line then I kill
I bring the thunder; me and lightning are striking a deal
Yes, I'm a sheep in wolf's clothing
But I had to slaughter the wolf first to rob it
Music in my head, I am of sound mind
I'm so high, my weed smoke formulates cloud nine
Never got any fame but I still stand firm
Hip-hop is my blood so I do this for the fam
Outro: TiNaYe
Wehama ndione, wehama ndione
Wehama ndione, wehama ndione
Wehama ndione, wehama ndione
Wehama ndione, wehama ndione
Wehama, wehama, hey, yay, yay
Wehama ndione, wehama ndione
Wehama ndione, wehama ndione
Verse: Malcom Mufunde
The best rapper alive, since we're all out here stating the obvious
Tired of getting slept on, here's a dose of insomnia
Bar for bar, only sheep could stand against me
I'm a menace to you, cats, and I'm much worse than Jerry
I get a lot of hate for doing this for the love
I find rappers edible, I know I'll never starve
I am to cyphers what Johnny Sins is to porn
I done screwed everybody in the game that you could think of
The rappers in your Top 5 put me in their Top 5
It's a handicap in my favor if I take on all five
I'm like a tassel, I'm the top of the crop
In five battles, my record is Five-O like a cop
I never fell off, I feel like Bobby Shmurda's hat
I'mma always be the first, I know you second that
Still dropping more puns than a clumsy chef
Sickest rapper in the game and I'm off the meds
Yeah, call me Paul Finch, I'm a stiff motherfucker
It's the Internet age, to the web, I'm Peter Parker
I'm old school but still the best in this era; I'm Oxford
And everybody's on the program but I got the source code
With the stars, I float
Only NASA has the transport to get to my spot
I'mma waste your favorites, after all, they're trash
You been shooting for the stars but your bullets astray
I only deal with the best now
Who's fly? I'm Air Jordan; I'm taking it personal
Hip-hop's golden child, Midas touched me
I'm the greatest; the Zimbabwean descendant of Ali
Bars too hot for the light-skinned, my listeners sunscreen
I got the rhyme scheme from Rakim
I'm like Kyrie when he's moody, I don't play no games
I'm Clint-Eastwood serious- still the same old man
Haters are all down for my downfall
God is the answer, the question is "Who's Malcom?"
Where I'm from, I'm the hottest- the sun is my homie
I start recording and trigger global warming
I'm a barcode emcee- every line is a bar
I'm in the cancer ward yelling, "I'm sicker than that!"
We all got potential but I'm more kinetic
So I started a movement and now we're going places
It's easy to make waves with a flow like this
And no sphincter muscles could hold back my shit
Should I keep running?
It's kinda hard to chase goals when they're way behind me
I kill every dummy with my intelligence quotient
Going toe-to-toe with me only gets you a toe tag
This is rap history in the making
And once I make it, all you rappers are history
I've made more ghosts than a Rolls Royce factory
I don't have to call the shots, I do it by texting
No hive mentality, I always do me
I told the honeys that I mind my own biz
I'm in a league of my own so I have no match
They put money on my flow like I'm a stripper on stage
Too exceptional, it's like I'm doping at this
My dope bars are dopamine to dope emcees
It's kinda funny how I put rappers in line then I kill
I bring the thunder; me and lightning are striking a deal
Yes, I'm a sheep in wolf's clothing
But I had to slaughter the wolf first to rob it
Music in my head, I am of sound mind
I'm so high, my weed smoke formulates cloud nine
Never got any fame but I still stand firm
Hip-hop is my blood so I do this for the fam
Outro: TiNaYe
Wehama ndione, wehama ndione
Wehama ndione, wehama ndione
Wehama ndione, wehama ndione
Wehama ndione, wehama ndione
Wehama, wehama, hey, yay, yay
( Malcom Mufunde & Synik )
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