wiley – cn tower freestyle lyrics
bound for the reload, bound for the upraw
you can’ t hear me clear, turn it up more
without weed i bet i could do much more
actually that’ s worth giving up for
i just won an award that i was up for
took a trip for the grinds, now i’ m up for
for, ok, let’s be honest
if you say you’ re a king, then you best be on it, or
you’ re getting rained on
i ain’t just an mc with a chain on
my old friends got money, but it’s brains gone
how you’ re gonna win if you can’ t get your game on
losing ain’ t in the front of the mind anymore cause i flame on
i broke out of my chains, got my aim on
and i ain’ t hire an artist you take on
what’ s your take on me, can i stay on?
what’ s your take on me? am i good enough?
been stabbed 21 times, am i hood enough?
i ain’ t gotta say what i done, but i’ ve done
london is a lot, one man can’ t run it!
i don’ t glamorize it i wanna clean it
sanitize it cause i’ ve -n-lyzed it
they see what we got, wanna paralyze it!
knowing that we are never gonna like it
winning, got a due pay for a jacket
if it’s bbk then i back it
paid for, i’ ve stacked it, working is a habit!
some are nibbelin’ veg like a rabbit
i’ m glad that this way is magic
i feel free like an unpossessed addict
give thanks i made it out though
cause any of a path would’ve ended tragic
on point-n-ggers, on point-figures
manna spraying, but they ain’ t on point with us
on point to the point, how on dinners
pipe and hot steam, full of food when it simmers
yeah, i’ m a on point-negro, i’ m on point like feivo
see me on twitter not bebo
curvin my ego, saying you’ re a boss but that’ s not what we know!
i like decent snares
good kicks, recent snares
hit-hat playing on a real cool pattern
gettin’ it all wrong is a frequent fear
yeah yeah frequent fear
my dad bless me i got a decent ear
my flow’s rapid like a inceasant pear
my dons a bit wild we squeeze in here (like brap!)
you’ ve got bars but you can’ t make a banger
i said bang with no yearly planner
i said bang in the year 2 thousand
dons are act fake, i can never be around them
the pounds and the dollars, i found ’em
with the sound i’mma get ground, no howling
came to the rescue, saw da scene drowning
save that scene i’m spring water from a mountain
wanna argue, so what now then?
talk up talk up, when i’m prowling
you didn’ t mean it, but that’ s how it sounded!
i push high figures, get ’em rounded
i make cool sh-t, real cool sh-t
will my manager like it? i doubt it
see i’ m from a urban scene, so i can’t show him
because he ain’ t about it!
i’ m a g though, e3 though
that’s why i surf nets and party 3g though
in the world of rave you gonna see me though
and an only king with free people
it’ s like i’ m a slave to the club scene
living the reality, i had enough dreams
we face a night i and it’ s raining lot
don’ t matter, cause we still gonna paint this town!
n0body’ s safe in a war, i know there’ s n0body safe
when i step into the field, i can’ t see n0body face
i roll through like a highlander, call me wiley mccloud
i tell people “you don’ t wanna see her twerking
listen, miley’ s allowed”
if i get called by a worthy opponent, then i’ m all up for it
i’ m highly sk!lled in the battle
that’s why i might push my luck with it
yeah? don’ t give a f-ck with it!
like who’ s chucking it?
i fill the clip full of lyrics, put a clip into the gun and start busting it!
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