Yeah
In the Beginning was the word
And the word was god
The word was Hayze
But the name was Clas
I ain't here to rap fancy
I'm just here talk facts
Like what the hell is Toast
But another artifact
Fists on fire but can't even
Throw a punch
Too many lines but i ain't
Never heard a punch
Claiming you sticking stacks
Like we don't know what you're paid
We know you ain't Chapo
Amigo your chains fake
Tell us who you are
'Cause we already know Drake
I'm calling two shots on you
Like Kelvin Gates
Claiming you run the city
I never heard of that race
A quarter milli on your cheque?
You don't even make sense
Trap God's not blasphemy
There is a prophesy
That Ikon Emcee
Will probably be the greatest rapper Malawi has ever seen
The craziest rapper
Malawi's ever seen
Like a rapping Charley Shean
I found myself in Hayze
And ain't too proud to say it
I'm a fan of Ray Milli
I ain't too proud to say it
Lord trap is godly
I ain't too proud to say it
I really love Kei M
I Ain't too proud to say it
Enough with the cheat chat
I'm back to the slaying
I'd make Pinky Ice cum
With my pinky
I ain't just saying
Got the game on lock
None of these rappers is playing
Its my price of fame
But all of you rappers is paying
In the beginning was the word
But the word wasn't "E"
The word was direct
The word is me
Ikon EmCee
The word is never empty
I'm classic and all of you is NMT
"Father.....
Forgive me
For I have sinned
I've made myself a god
Before these kings
It ain't my fault
That I'm so divine
It ain't my fault
That I'm a trap god!"
Come take a look at the wave
Tell all your people
Don't forget to pray
'Cause I'm on my way
And I ain't here to play
You know it's Ali Bomaye
I got the keys
I got the whips
Got the city turning to a slave ship
I got the sauce
I cracked the code
Got Davinchi in the basement
'Cause I'm all seeing
I'm all knowing
All powerful Ikon the almighty
I never said I was Illuminati
But somehow I find myself
Busy catching bodies
But what can you say to me?
I ain't your average raimage
Trap god
Trade carefully
I only care about the people
That is there for me
You only want me on your side
'Cause you scared of me
My fans want a god
Not a demi-god
My girl wants a King
Not a Butler
My city wants the thrown
Not a Rasta
Malawi needs a rapper
Not a nice guy
Rest in peace
To the old legends
We didn't only Bury one
In bar cages
We buried all of ya'll
Its sacrilege
I re-designed your trap flows
In my image
Trap god
[Outro]
Let there be light
Let the truth be told
Let there be trap
Let there be god
Let there be Ikon Emcee
Let the legends be gone
(Mock laughs...)
In the Beginning was the word
And the word was god
The word was Hayze
But the name was Clas
I ain't here to rap fancy
I'm just here talk facts
Like what the hell is Toast
But another artifact
Fists on fire but can't even
Throw a punch
Too many lines but i ain't
Never heard a punch
Claiming you sticking stacks
Like we don't know what you're paid
We know you ain't Chapo
Amigo your chains fake
Tell us who you are
'Cause we already know Drake
I'm calling two shots on you
Like Kelvin Gates
Claiming you run the city
I never heard of that race
A quarter milli on your cheque?
You don't even make sense
Trap God's not blasphemy
There is a prophesy
That Ikon Emcee
Will probably be the greatest rapper Malawi has ever seen
The craziest rapper
Malawi's ever seen
Like a rapping Charley Shean
I found myself in Hayze
And ain't too proud to say it
I'm a fan of Ray Milli
I ain't too proud to say it
Lord trap is godly
I ain't too proud to say it
I really love Kei M
I Ain't too proud to say it
Enough with the cheat chat
I'm back to the slaying
I'd make Pinky Ice cum
With my pinky
I ain't just saying
Got the game on lock
None of these rappers is playing
Its my price of fame
But all of you rappers is paying
In the beginning was the word
But the word wasn't "E"
The word was direct
The word is me
Ikon EmCee
The word is never empty
I'm classic and all of you is NMT
"Father.....
Forgive me
For I have sinned
I've made myself a god
Before these kings
It ain't my fault
That I'm so divine
It ain't my fault
That I'm a trap god!"
Come take a look at the wave
Tell all your people
Don't forget to pray
'Cause I'm on my way
And I ain't here to play
You know it's Ali Bomaye
I got the keys
I got the whips
Got the city turning to a slave ship
I got the sauce
I cracked the code
Got Davinchi in the basement
'Cause I'm all seeing
I'm all knowing
All powerful Ikon the almighty
I never said I was Illuminati
But somehow I find myself
Busy catching bodies
But what can you say to me?
I ain't your average raimage
Trap god
Trade carefully
I only care about the people
That is there for me
You only want me on your side
'Cause you scared of me
My fans want a god
Not a demi-god
My girl wants a King
Not a Butler
My city wants the thrown
Not a Rasta
Malawi needs a rapper
Not a nice guy
Rest in peace
To the old legends
We didn't only Bury one
In bar cages
We buried all of ya'll
Its sacrilege
I re-designed your trap flows
In my image
Trap god
[Outro]
Let there be light
Let the truth be told
Let there be trap
Let there be god
Let there be Ikon Emcee
Let the legends be gone
(Mock laughs...)
( Ikon EmCee )
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