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  • Lyrics: DaBoomsha - To Be Honest
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    VERSE 1
    Boomshakalaka 
    Yo, im back in the lab again
    Bad wt the pad and pen
    I emerged from the labyrinth 
    I was on the humble 
    While yall homies was battling
    U was feeling urself
    extravagant wt d vaseline 
    Freestyle gatherings
    My natural environment 
    Boom pita boom boom
    The beatbox is earth shattering 
    HipHop Luminary 
    Im back daddy, buhari flow
    mind military 
    I Let dat lyrical shottie go
    When i click clack
    Feel d kickback from the patio
    No time for chitchat
    Aint rockin wt dat scenario 
    They feeling my OT
    From ikoyi to ajegunle 
    My people dey know me
    Awon temi wa ni shogunle
    This is what i live for
    Mind, body and temple
    God very essential 
    Kamakaze is in stores
    Digital Vendors and label execs
    Making money offa ur sweat while they giving you stress
    Cant figure how much they selling 
    Cant keep em in check
    Ur fav rapper living in debt
    What u expect? 
    Im a thorobred artiste 
    100 percentage 
    Thru d hate, pain and malice
    I still remain a menace 
    A prophet to this industry 
    Calling y'all to repentance
    These dudes dont want it
    They praying for me to vanish
    They had me feeling like Magu standing before the senate
    Im handing out ur penance
    My soul aint for sale tho
    Stuck to my mental like nymphos holding they dildoes
    You cant take Christ from me
    Means death or life to me
    Jesus and HipHop 
    These made my life complete 
    Hennessy artistry 
    I be where the cyphers be
    Im righteously 
    Laying in the cut where the snipers be
    I be on my vitamins 
    A, B.. MC
    Keep me inspired
    and sustain me an emcee
    Despite the jealousy 
    hate, greed and envy
    Imma a keep spreading these love
    Straight to your MP
    3s
    
    VERSE 2
    Microphone Checker
    Microphone wrecker
    Ur not an emcee
    U a microphone jester
    Ur game too soft 
    U a styrofoam gangster
    Cut the loose talk
    Leave d mic alone mister
    Im back at it
    Mathematical rap magic
    Dis rap veteran 
    Got a fetish for rap madness
    Im crunk wt it
    Anybody can come get it
    My raps is not racist
    Im bodying all races
    Caucasian 
    Black, Hispanic 
    Or asian
    Im calm patient
    Nevertheless ma heart racing 
    Black or white,baby
    The truth is we all natives
    Its all jewelry 
    Cowries or charmbracelets. 
    We all sacred
    But some choose to be devilish
    Eyes closed, they Ice cold
    Like everest
    You are now rocking wt a 5 Mic lyricist
    Mind ur manners 
    There's a new nemesis on the premises
    nothing but love to my PH folk
    I keep blowing they minds 
    on some BH Flow
    Boomsha is a threat to you
    Kneel when i blessing you
    You vegetarian. 
    U dont want beef but vegetables 
    Play ur position
    Lets keep dat professional 
    No opposition 
    Yo, you aint no competition..whoa

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