CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : White House Files 1.0
Kecs Beating on the beat!
Kecs Dbeats!
Ya!
I was made outta sand
By his mighty hands
Put upon this land
To dominate and rap-invigorate
The earth when I salivate
Feeling me y’all feeling ma spit
More like maggots feeling ma sh*t
When I bang out the beats
It sends a hit
Into ya blood and you can’t resist
Probably step or flow to it
I’m like a jet li when I spit Shaolin rap
n***a clap cos I dispatch
Ma deep thoughts when I spit fast
Lord of hip hop make me the god of rap
Cos I spit larva hail mama
Bless me father
For I’ve sinned, killed many in the places I’ve been
It ain't me but the rap in me
Cos if I talk me I talk nonsеnse
If I wanna communicate
I turn on my rap sensе
That’s the reason why I can’t kill no insect
Without ma rap sense cos I’m still an infant
Born yesterday, I grew up today
Mayday mayday there’s a newborn of men
More eloquent than the average man
More fly than the average guy
First of his kind since there was never a time
His star shines so bright that it blinds the astronomer's eyes
I’ve got a great passion for violent action
And if you ask me I probably get angry
Kecs the beats you know the drill
Chorus[Yemi Alade]
Sho fe show
Make you come my area
Who wan test me
Make e front my area
No let them beat you black and yellow
Blue and purple purple
Omo dem go do you like dem do those other mumu mumu
Oh no
Won bebe ku be o
Won bebe ku be o o o
Oh no
Ei iye o o uhun hun
Won bebe ku be o
Ei iye yi
Hey eiyi
Ya! ya
Change tactics rap mathematics
Kicks and snares algebraic
My rhyme's designed to open the brackets
Don't start adding till you get the magic
Divide the punchlines by the baseline
You'll get the point where I get the shine
It is simplified by the rythms applied
More hits for the streets, you get signed
At the focal point you can derive the joint
That can fetch you fame and all the coins
Then you can move with a force best known to thugs
Gunshots gunshots make some noise
Solve for the best that's equal to us
Highest common factors of course
We the rap circle, y'all is the radius
Come to my area I'll run your burial
Chorus[Yemi Alade]
Sho fe show
Make you come my area
Who wan test me
Make e front my area
No let them beat you black and yellow
Blue and purple purple
Omo dem go do you like dem do those other mumu mumu
Oh no
Won bebe ku be o
Won bebe ku be o o o
Oh no
Ei iye o o uhun hun
Won bebe ku be o
Ei iye yi
Hey eiyi
Yeah I put my plans on paper just in case I get amnesia
Kecs Dbeat you know the drill su city
Written By Kecs Dbeats, Pius Omachenu, Yemi Alade
Kecs Dbeats!
Ya!
I was made outta sand
By his mighty hands
Put upon this land
To dominate and rap-invigorate
The earth when I salivate
Feeling me y’all feeling ma spit
More like maggots feeling ma sh*t
When I bang out the beats
It sends a hit
Into ya blood and you can’t resist
Probably step or flow to it
I’m like a jet li when I spit Shaolin rap
n***a clap cos I dispatch
Ma deep thoughts when I spit fast
Lord of hip hop make me the god of rap
Cos I spit larva hail mama
Bless me father
For I’ve sinned, killed many in the places I’ve been
It ain't me but the rap in me
Cos if I talk me I talk nonsеnse
If I wanna communicate
I turn on my rap sensе
That’s the reason why I can’t kill no insect
Without ma rap sense cos I’m still an infant
Born yesterday, I grew up today
Mayday mayday there’s a newborn of men
More eloquent than the average man
More fly than the average guy
First of his kind since there was never a time
His star shines so bright that it blinds the astronomer's eyes
I’ve got a great passion for violent action
And if you ask me I probably get angry
Kecs the beats you know the drill
Chorus[Yemi Alade]
Sho fe show
Make you come my area
Who wan test me
Make e front my area
No let them beat you black and yellow
Blue and purple purple
Omo dem go do you like dem do those other mumu mumu
Oh no
Won bebe ku be o
Won bebe ku be o o o
Oh no
Ei iye o o uhun hun
Won bebe ku be o
Ei iye yi
Hey eiyi
Ya! ya
Change tactics rap mathematics
Kicks and snares algebraic
My rhyme's designed to open the brackets
Don't start adding till you get the magic
Divide the punchlines by the baseline
You'll get the point where I get the shine
It is simplified by the rythms applied
More hits for the streets, you get signed
At the focal point you can derive the joint
That can fetch you fame and all the coins
Then you can move with a force best known to thugs
Gunshots gunshots make some noise
Solve for the best that's equal to us
Highest common factors of course
We the rap circle, y'all is the radius
Come to my area I'll run your burial
Chorus[Yemi Alade]
Sho fe show
Make you come my area
Who wan test me
Make e front my area
No let them beat you black and yellow
Blue and purple purple
Omo dem go do you like dem do those other mumu mumu
Oh no
Won bebe ku be o
Won bebe ku be o o o
Oh no
Ei iye o o uhun hun
Won bebe ku be o
Ei iye yi
Hey eiyi
Yeah I put my plans on paper just in case I get amnesia
Kecs Dbeat you know the drill su city
Written By Kecs Dbeats, Pius Omachenu, Yemi Alade
