Circle

"Intro"
Yes circ circ circ ooya lo
Yes circ circ circ last two
Yes circ circ circ WO l3 WO l3
Eeba eeba WO l3
Yo charley make you drop me for circle 33
Rey toon
DC mother fucking king
Is Rage Up Entertainment

"Verse"
Put a buuta on a hater
Tell em say we coming
Puta madre
This is not another intro honey
If rapping then I'm dropping all the juice on bunnies
If I'm killing then machetes and the mics be working
Shuuh
You don't know
I be stunting on the fakes
Wow wow
I'm a king
I'm a rebel and A Gee
Wait wait
In ma hood we don't play all those games
If you real then you real
If you act you get murked
I'm a DC boy
With a little bit of class
If you front
You get punched
In your motherfucken groin
I'm a beast
Mama said
You gone have to tame yourself
If I lose then I'm back
To take all of your spot
Reason why I don't feature
I'm a very picky eater
Is an eye for an eye
Or a mic for you life
Take your soul
Little fucker
EL mother Fuuuuu
Oh I said it
No repeating
This is war
In the verses
Hallelujah to the maker
Ebi verse
For the decade
Point your fingers to the ripper
Ebi me
I be hard
Ma y3 s33 dadens3n
If you touch
I make hot
I be bad to the bone
I be bad to the bone yea

"Chorus"
Circle circle mun ma y3n k) circle
Yeah yeah
Circle circle mun ma y3n k) circle
Yeah yeah
Circle circle mun ma y3n k) circle
Y3 k) swapi y3 Phone
Y3 k) swapi y3 Rap
Yeah yeah

"Verse"
Carrying the dead on my shoulders
I can be another soldier
Carry guns in a rover
Peace Hyde in the back seat
Pull it Pull it Pull it Pull the bullet out
Ghana be some Pah Pah country
Giving awards to them jokers
Yea I think you need some focus
Underground nor be say we fool
We just needed time
To just execute
We'll be coming in for the manikins
S3 wu di di wr3 ah usu handkerchief
Oh no lord they be panicking
S3 aponchi wu aah
Na wu hu nu sere
I be king sark
Put the pen in me
Wu tu p3n in me
Mi y3 animal
Nor go pay payo
I go do am real
If you nor dey like
Make you hang yourself
Put me one on one
To all this other cat
You go hear bars
Nor be prison cell
Put the tempo down
Let me lay back
Tell me how all this cats too be selling it
If i renegade
Ego be against
Opposition
Next year I be President
With the criminals
In the black house
Wey we nor dey hear
We be pac men
This is picking out
All of the trash men
With the tax man
This is facts men!
I'm the element with all the tracks men
They be tellings me
Rey you be sick men
I just wanna be sicker than all them
Like krodoso k3 pla, hemangitis
DC finest
I'm your Highness
Medikal you just need to rewind this
Don't get high on this
I will defile this
I am the only outlaw in this Parliament
We be channelling all of the powers in
Like w) m) vampire ni w)n sh) ela
Do this everyday
This year we for chop
Y'all be sleeping on me
Look I never ate

"Chorus"
Circle circle mun ma y3n k) circle
Yeah yeah
Circle circle mun ma y3n k) circle
Yeah yeah
Circle circle mun ma y3n k) circle
Y3 k) swapi y3 Phone
Y3 k) swapi y3 Rap
Yeah yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Pascal Reytoon Aryeetey
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