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rbd gh, kiddberch - smoke lyrics

[intro: rbd]
whoo! whoo!
chale! chale!
ah ah

[verse 1]
[rbd]
then this game dey bore till me then berchie came in
f+cked it up with one day
that be the one wey then the beat be mptainment
as we cool down give them the throne just be vacant
berch told me bro let’s be patient
we gently waited
now this verbal tec is sprayin’
f+ck you thought, he can be tamed in a lyrical war?
(i guess hе’s playin’)
we nodey come fool likе sdk
if your rapping cadence dey sound like you’re getting raped by twenty eight men
what i dey talk go set you straight
unless you’re g+y
one day was fire
i nodey give a f+ck what an emcee says

[kiddberch]
i nodey give a f+ck
i levitate a soul, send ’em up to heaven’s gate
when i (burn a boy)
anyway, say hi to a kid that was psalm singin’
thought he’d end up in palm springs
and then now he’s arm swingin’ like eddie khae
when i let these spray
(duba unless god!)
you go chop bullet like wendy shay
shabazz came in and met his fate
never bragged about endin’ phrame
lenny was ma g
came in a free man and got sent in chains
sorry fam, but y’all catchin’ strays
i no go shelter ma dawgs
i earned this f+cking reputation and so b+tch n+ggas what the f+ck you sayin’?
[rbd]
yeah bro let there be pain
you f+ckin’ with us?
you can’t be sayin’ you f+cking with us
you can’t be sane!
you go fit resent me ‘kay?
but respect dier you dey owe me plenty payment
(ah who too this?)
don’t tempt me, satan
envy, hate and empty brains be what you n+ggas get
that be why you nodey fit replicate this flow
sekof e be unf+ckwithable
make you never figure say we be hospitable
you just go dey end up with hospital bills
oh chale that never be profitable
i’m comfortable when i’m in the booth
if you dey compete, you’re not visible
and just in case it’s smoke you want
you bet your ass you’ll be getting flamed!

[kiddberch]
getting flamed
yeah he’s named berch the saint
from h+ll he came
and let me state
me then my army dey carry the heat like lbj
cause what my pen drag on this paper’s fire
king author from merlin’s days
sword thing outta the rock
and roll this thing out — like the presley way
[hook: rbd]
one, two, three, four
sh+t is ’bouta pop off
one, two, three, four
shoulda stayed the f+ck off
one, two, three, four
time to f+ck your block up
one, two, three, four
hit the lights
one, two

[verse 2]
[kiddberch]
you blow dey pop confetti
but bro you’re f+cked already
your flow is skunk+like smelly
it’s slow and not compelling
i hope you’re not forgetting this show is not for telly
you know we rough and ready
nti y’asan aba like kokoveli
so spread the word like some kokonsani

[rbd]
chale listen, i’m zeus with a mic
i’m getting my tools
ain’t n0body filling my shoes
kinda like the women i smooch
each k!lling i do is amazing
i’m bathing with your blood in a jacuzzi
yeah dawg, still in my groove
they ask why didn’t i choose rap only?
cause homie’s a lawyer and a criminal too
[kiddberch]
so talk to your homies
these n+ggas dey bore me
i nodey biz chale so f+ck what you told me
we never be paddies
you don’t even know me
you hard a then show me
f+ck off with your story

[rbd]
no h0m+ but all o’ you n+ggas below me
your rap all be koobi
take a n+gga down with a chopper like kobe
like he n0be obi
n0be mikel obi
n0be wan ken0bi
i’m totally sticking my d+ck inside the game
it’s f+cked and never same cause n0body’s willing as i am
n+ggas is maimed
you hearin the sirens?
thinking we rapping the same?

[kiddberch]
f+ck!
y’all rappers insane and sick in asylums
double the pain when you feelin’ this iron
dead in your grave but livin’ in silence
this is the sound of the drums of war
you son of a gun, my pops will raise you
but i’m a brother to none
guns go pruh puh pum
opps go blaze
you know say i never go run
come and i’m landing a punch
another one bites the dust
(gloves off!)
you no go gimme my props, i’ll make you

[hook: rbd]
one, two, three, four
sh+t is ’bouta pop off
one, two, three, four
shoulda stayed the f+ck off
one, two, three, four
time to f+ck your block up
one, two, three, four
hit the lights
one, two, three!

- rbd gh kiddberch lyrics

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