Man of Many Flavours

I heard the shop got bars
Told boss man lemme play my part
Craving the munchies so I left yard
Hopped in the whip no double decker
(Come lets go. come lets go)
Had to take off like a shooting star
Because the galaxy couldn't contain my art
Chocolate boy Mr malteser
Out of this world did i come from Mars
I don't even know but this shhh sounds hard
Kelly came through with the beat my darg
Bass hitting hard from Manchester
No Kit Kats on a late night graft
Shining bright but my skin tone's dark
What's a stereotype when you're built like us
My one's cut from a different cloth
Energy sent from a different plug
Now i got powers like Austin does
Ready for the war like Woody and Buzz
Flow comes sweet no Fruitella
Spreading it smooth. Nutella
All over the gaff no I ain't Skepta
But I grew up in a Naij home. Yoruba
Strict diddy strict household tough love
Used to receive enough beats from pops
Man I hated that but mum was softtt
Taught me well because she knew her son
All grown up in a peak dunya
But it ain't all bad in God we trust
Done with the games, West London boy
Brought up the West African way
From the home of the brave
Where it don't work out if you don't keep pulling your weight
Man I'm in it for the gains
Chop rice and stew with chicken, moi moi & plantain
Leave food on my plate
Ehhhh... you dey craze
No way, plus money and time's at stake
That's three things that we can't waste
Got the sauce just giving them a taste
Dropped out those stepping out of place
Kicking doors both in and out of frames
You don't want smoke when i ignite these flames
Believe me bro it's gonna be a long day
On point hit the target when I take aim
(Accurate, accurate)



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Kaka
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