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Q, Loose kaynon & Blaqbonez

M.I. Abaga

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Laughs

Beats By Jhay Yeah

Aye Yeah

Best Rapper in Africa yeah I′m really Popping

Niggas really asking why I'm being so cocky

You should ask your sister why I′m being so cocky

And your mom's coming late, blaming that shit on traffic

Heard a lot of niggas dissing I ain't feel it much

Coming at me for having the shit that y′all been wishing for

It′s like Miley telling Kim K that she ain't thick enough

Like Lil Pump telling Jay to get his money up

Y′all ain't a dime but y′all talking to me by royalties

Cannot pay producers so they come at me with cover beats

Now I'm faking streams? cause clearly they doing awfully

When my one track is your whole fucking discography

Nothing in they pockets, no wonder they be so out of pocket

Got this home advantage don′t fuck around please do that in private

Or you get the president involved like A$AP Rocky

No competition know who's the main event and who's the after party

Every move is planned and my shit going accordingly

Your move is to wait for my move I get it honestly, bruh

In your defense, you were just searching for hype

In my defense, I got Van Dijk and Godin on the side

Why I′ll be shitting on these rappers

All my verses be like potty brakes

Reconfigure they faces make it hard not to body shame

Someone asked me why I give attention when they fucking hate

It′s like driving,you gotta look at dummies when you overtake

Looking in the face cause I'm done with that stupid talking yeah

Your favs gon′ beat me, Nigga put your money on it

Walking to the six foots sleeping bruh, I ain't backing down

Headlines, Mainstream rapper is now underground

Shut the fuck up, do you know who you′re talking to

I'm a lion, I′m a beast, a cheetah my shit gone zoom

I'll be dogged, earn my stripes, a tiger the way I move

Am way bigger than you niggas, the Elephant in a room

What's up

I heard the youngin clout chasing of the last cypher

I dictate, you punch lines, you′re a typewriter

Y′all claim dope but where's the flame you′re a bad lighter

This one na inside life as far as bars I am a lifer

They keep tryna pull me back, I pay artist now

Y'all still gossiping for free? In your thirties? Wow!

Couldn′t be me tho, I stopped rapping for free so

Y'all better have them chips in the bag tell em no free dos

This niggas lurking on pages of bitches twerking my niggas

Walk in em stages state of mind is always bring the guap in

Told y′all the brakes failed on this train we never stopping

See 100 crowns is pain relieve my pockets ain't been hurting

You talking cash? I'm a romantic, a hopeless one

I won′t stop until I′m burning it like Oprah son

So what's your focus son?

You got your lines in advances

I get tense with my family has to worry about expenses

Your end goal is benzes

My end goal using broke as yesterday′s tenses

Building bridge, y'all building fences

I′m the man, y'all a bunch of fucking Mike Pences

You start is come make my benches

Must I remind you that this year is ten years a fucking pro

Watch your mouth rookie

Bars still raw as fuck your fav can′t cook me

This year it's sure bet you should listen to the bookie

And Blaq told me last year, this year they'll over book me

So now you Twitter fingers, are sounding like bitter singers

Every time the kid delivers, y′all gon cry a million rivers

We in the house and everything is for sale

But if you want the smoke we dey hang for back like

Pony Tail look, If you cartel in VIP Martell in discussion

It′s back swelling you just tryna bring your girl and I'm telling

Y′all talking sleek behind these bars, y'all fake felons

Young kids grow some hair on your balls and start rebelling

Uh! This is the moment y′all I've been waiting for

They hatin uh? y′all get ahead of yourselves

What are you masturbating for?

Lemme me get back to the deals speech

Y'all keep thinking this shit's sweet

Till I hit your kill switch ya bitch

Best thing since slice bread and slice of pizza

The worst thing since Domino′s pizza and Monalisa

Rappers used tissue and junk food

Degenerated like meals from Chicken Republic

I mean we bought it

First you get us to love it and then it′s fuck it

Like, rappers never stick to the topic we live in the tropics so

When I rap it sticks, if you rub it together you can kindle a fire

Started with, love letters to the girls I admired

They letters became lyrics, the music became by us

The situation requires the almighty formula

So I'm mixing numbers with letters now it′s looking like algebra

Do the maths, I got the masters

Fuck you and your masters

Your masters ain't worth shit and it wouldn′t a 100 years after

A hundred years a slave on a slave ship to Alaska

Yet, you ride the same waves that made the white man your master

Before Independence and Awolowo became distinguished

Before the colonization by the British I had seen this

And studied the genetics of the Nigerian spirit

The biology of Kings, the evolution of my kingship

Before the introduction of English or you could reach it

I've been spitting in Linguistics with the flow that could sink ships

Anybody wey go do am like me omo na film trick

When I see rapper, I see food and I eat them up until I′m seasick

I happy place will be between Yemi Alade legs

So I'm constantly mad cause my shots ain't hit the net, yet

Yeah, Junkie rapper sending threats, uh? borderline

Cocaine on the table is the only place you draw the line

Underground all the time, naira notes and dollar signs

Two heads are better than one about a thousand naira times

Hundred crowns we getting it done

Plans are organised disorganized crime

Is that yahoo life you immortalize

Fuck Buha fuck Tinu, I left out no words

But of course I don′t want the DSS at my door

Haters been shouting "Jesus"

Your favs are catching seizures

Roman catholic, the rosary is always close to me

The Vatican say they can′t hold the verses I hold in me

The glory bestowed in me, my class uh? that's a no degree

Disrespect my artist the game better put an hole in me

Fuck your radio show, we all know they tryna sow a seed

Fuck your new music I′m still having sex with Jodeci

So y'all got paid with cyphers here

We don′t get any appreciation?

Well let's call it charity a poverty alleviation

And y′all economists? 'cause it was like an economic forum

Or like an oil drill drilling my nigga, that shit was boring

Hi hater, yes, I heard you talking

I'm Big Brother I′m always watching

Let′s discuss your options

Shut the fuck up or let's get to boxing

Anybody close to dude better stop him

Or tell him to get a coffin, yeah

You′ve been steady curving and swerving like scribbling 8's

But I observe there ain′t nothing

Served in your dinner plate, you hungry

When you ready, it'll be a seismic event

I think you′re chicken though

'Cause chickens are known to lie with the hen

I made it safe for y'all 2008

But all I see from all you rappers when I′m browsing is hate

But I′ve been so accommodating like a house in estate

But I got the ruga now, you sure you want this cows in your state?

It's like asking how many cows is at stake, Stupid!

Hating on Blaq because he is proud in he′s great

Any rapper saying he's the best will get a pound in shake

We on the crowns we be like 96 more crowns in the place eh

Am a wordsmith with an impeccable rep

I ate from rap and rap still ain′t arable yet

I've given you parable,

Scoreables plus an animal only dude notable to be

Standing so close to Jude or my homies, and You know who.

So who really the best rappers in Africa?

Who been top the chart but still giving them lyrical massacre

I Put it like this as long as M.I exist

Am number one and y′all can figure out the rest of the list

Here we go: The 2 Ghanians and 3 rappers from SA

1 Kenya rapper can step to me on they best day

As for Naija I give the Legends they props and then these

4 Nigars who did it like me that's where it stops for real

Got it?

Okay let's do a recap,

Dear homie just drop your joint like you missing a knee cap

Leave me alone or speak up

I know you fake, you like Bobrisky′s D-Cup (Jesus Christ)

And yet again M.I just beat the beat up

Yeah! the last thing rest in peace to Beelect.

Spend his last year trying to get the game to reconnect

Legend in my eyes, so hear it from me, respect.

Salute King, my prayers is never may we forget. Yeah