lirik lagu soul da god - khaligraph jokes
[intro]
what?!
(i’m the best rapper in nigeria right now) no, you ain’t sh~t, my n~gga!
(i am nigerian right now) nah, nah, nah
(and i’m the best rapper) the f~ck?!
(who the f~ck is motif?! )
boimax or nothing
[verse: soul]
the only k.j i know is lebron james
so, khaligraph jones is def a punk name
bro, even in alphabets it’s i before j
and yo! if you ever come before me, you ej~cul~te, whoa!
i don’t battle, man, i commit lyrical homicides
my tongue rattle when i spit, miracle; homie’s die
coming with fire arms like i am a fantastic four
taking out obstacles , like what f~ck you rapping for?
jones get a different hobby, you missing something
you even shabby, you need to be polished like a shoe you leave in the lobby
i’m really glad that another dumb rapper finally took the bait out the f~cking blue
yeah, khaligraph jones, you body blaqbonez?
you hardly got close, the party’s at home
your daddy, i’m soul, you probably a hoe
you c~cky, i’m dope, i’m god in the flesh
i’m raw till the death, you cross me you dead, m~th~rf~cker
better don’t f~ck with me i’m nas and ya hov!
i’ma loch ness monster, self~made no sponsors man i wonder, is you a bouncer?
double entendre ’cause i beat you hands down, like a soldier salute
the hardest artist, still be repping my hood
rapping the booth is ablaze, telling the truth you are g~y
rumours been flying around like bullets, heard you missing your man
said he got tired of f~cking your booty, is you lisa anne?
i put my pain out on every joint, man, it’s like arthritis
and even when i’m gone you won’t forget, no alzheimers
i’m as fly as a midge, better you ain’t cross like a bridge
be moving militant on y’all c~cksuckers, dawg, it’s a siege
i got more guts in me than somebody who battling obesity
toe to toe i’ll murder your favorite rappers in each city
nigerian rappers scared to reply, f~cking cowards
you step to me, then i ghost you, now that’s real power
i got more b~lls than y’all, i feel i’m cristiano ronaldo with lot of hat tricks
and you know my b~lls bigger than two synthetic leathers combined, don’t play yourself, the match fixed
don’t get it twisted like oliver, i murder you with a thought
my second~guessing will leave your whole body severed in a box
i’m the spectacular, the phenomenal rapper you thought you was
and i mean i’m hazardous with punches to jugulars
well, me and my three brother’s decided to buckle up
nothin’ can stop us or drop us the purpose’s to be popular
backstabbers, they smile and then turn and they laugh at us
this rap addict, sending wack rappers into the life after
no biros, we spaz
like virus, we threats
our rhyme schemes, the best
you got sk!lls we match
khali just making a big mess, i’m the real sh~t
ain’t got no kids yet, but my sun’s rising real quick
i’m sicker than cancer, rap’s the parasite and i’m the host
it’s soul the god, baby, st. patrick, my n~gga, i’m ghost!
dazed or amazed when i raise these maze of bars
not prying to confuse you, just trying to fuse you with the scars
in this blackness i’m enlightened, like eminem in darkness
reminiscing in classes, like feminine reading habits
wrecking and shredding rap beats, readying serene classics
yo, get the gat or the access, you f~cking b~st~rds
i k!ll y’all m~th~rf~ckers, i put y’all i caskets
yo, i don’t smoke but don’t push me, on my mama i do that sh~t with no rizzla
and the flames can’t be doused
yeah, kaligraph i heard you got a problem with blaq
he’s was dead before you arrived at the crime scene with guns blazing
in this story i’m boko harram telling foreigners not to hurt my people, but you bums crazy!
did you that favour, but you’re no og
your skin ain’t as thick as your lips, speaking out
you’re no g.o.a.t, just a local bird ’cause i see you chicken out
best rapper in nigeria? no dawg, the only tracks your people good on are for marathons
you’re not close a threat, dawg
this no clash of the titans, i smash when i
write and you’re dwarf i’m a giant
you surf you a line, i’m god, i am zion
you wavy, i’m just on a different wavelength
you claim sick, i’m just on on a different tablet
i’ll rap circles around your head, angels with halos
slap you in my sleep, and that is me speaking for my people
claiming the illest, but you ain’t even sickle cell
you evil, biting the hands of the people that feed you, b~tch!
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