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letra de 25 part 2 outro - arabic man

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is the return of the beast mother f-cker you gon b ma feast
i been hungry for very longtime so serve no beef
lyrically .damage. you and when you keep it going i put you on the street

ima statue to this rappers they don’t move me
late nights cold bars ma own bars normally freezes me
all you other rappers imitators
i listen to me when i want to hear something different

we spitting to build and damage
so don’t compare yourself
to me you emo garbage
i been under 25 with the mind of the oldies
cos whenever i take ma head sets i put on play the old gees

what is death ???
definition of ma verses
you niqqaz spitting nothing…. just showers of curses
i can f-ck you up and leave you hanging ..find out from ma exes
i’m the hardest in lxe ask lexyz

i want a girl like monalisa
got me speeding up like queen latifa
visions of mansa musa
reminiscing on ma past just to build a future
a future where ma rag will b designer

they ask me what are ma goals
and and i say benjamins
they ask what more and i say benjamins
they ask me again and i say benjamins
benjamins benjamins benjamins

look at me …i’m different from these other people
their skeletons shaking when i’m laying verses
even the devil confirms i’m f-ckn evil
i can spit and manipulate the brains of 50 churches

talking religious rhymes
alongside prestigious minds
what do you have in mind
s-x money power …or death ..heaven ..and allah
they want to kno if i stand for life or everlasting life
i stand for both

i told allah i want to make it by 25
mama said internship and i said f-ck it they don’t pay a price
time is too small to throw away the pieces
so i don’t waste time on something when there is no profit

best rapper under 25 …take it or leave it i don’t need a crown …
i break you down like a fraction …leave you in decimals and i run you up
f-ck with me i f-ck you up
mess with me i mess u up

late night meditation…. feeling like i was born a buddhist
overprotective when it comes to bars married to the game ion do no f-ckn groupies
i make you lay in your coffin
hard bars spitting

i don’t do handshakes ..i’m scared to share my destiny
slowly moving away from poverty ..
from the hustle grounds of mamobi..
heros are ma motherf-ckin pedigree
feeling me

i use to wana rap like sarkodie ..until i realsed i was never sarkodie
so switched up to something crazy …that’s when all ma niqqaz started asking me how i came up with this style it’s so crazy
their hard work is me when i’m lazy
this sh-t is wavy
cl-ssic 90s
i should stay away from society
but i am panicing ..i hate love ..that’s the tragedy

deep flows ..i drown you when you get in ma zone
wana b filthy rich i want to walk on gold
i’m wise in a foolish mans coat
beautiful moments roses and gold

they fighting for the crown while i sit and watch them laugh x2
that’s what happens when you beat yourself for the crown
none of you niqqaz is ma compet-tion
best rapper under 25 i’m too sick i need some medication

yhh some more bars

sick and tired of these niqqaz
sick and tired of this bull sh-t
i don’t roll with them fakers
brains are sharp like the lasers

i follow your steps i follow losers
you follow ma steps you follow heavens
angles calling imma sinner
devils changing still a sinner

the ground is shaking i’m heavy
we still on grind for tha money

who the f-ck is calling me
niqqa imma deadly g
i make you rest in peace
while i rest with gees in peace

i’m on de road to the f-ckn victory
ma story gon make some history
sh-t is legendary that’s how posed to be
i switch the st–ze
niqqa i beat the beat
test me you fish in de troubled waters
when they hear ma voice maaf-ckers keep asking

i’m writing bars
telling ma niqqaz a clipse we should be grinding like the clipse
so we can disrespect the pay slip
you niqqaz stay dozing like you on a night shift
money money money all over my wish list
money is blood maaf-cker dip me
got bars and ma offsprings are already imprisoned

niqqa i said it all
i don’t wana loose ma form
late nights and i’m writing poems
like sadam i’m dropping bombs
f-ck with me i blow your head off

im not in a rush like you niqqaz
get the money and we ball like de lakers m
u don’t kno me mern i’m all abou binez
from 6 to 6 i grind and sh-t to live dreams

- arabic man

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