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6 foot, 7 foot, 8 foot Bunch



Pardon my bravado

I only want the title

Iâm killing everything Iâm on, I guess Iâm suicidal

The rest ainât say youâre nothing men, They incommunicado

While I rock from Lag to Mars, call it a murcielago

Got different goals so we ball different

Iâm tryna find some competition, like itâs gone missing

See haters raising disciples just to come and get him, Luke,

Mark my words I’m not  John (also a slang for toilet) u piss on

Criminal story-teller, call me John Grisham

Illegal Music, Nigger gotta speak with conviction


Now tell me that ainât the line of the year

Haters see me and get wood,because theyâre dying to cheer

I swear the game is âbout to vanish men, if I ainât appear

Itâs like ma money grow on trees and I ainât tryna share

Most of dis niggas and SUCCESS av a dying affair,

And when Iâm talking âbout PJs men, Iâm flying Alair


Well, I mean not me personally âcos I canât, I got a pilot n’ shit



Flier than Emirates

M is rated than meritance

Lyrical miracles as I spit pivotal parables

Microphone and B.P apparatus

Turn a beat into particles

I ainât the greatest yet but then Iâm very close

Close like a best friend

Yes M is sexing

Any beats, send âem, Iâll right âem like any question

They didnât use to send M but now, itâs like they texting and pressing

The rest got him bored, like a guest dinner

Tickle the Clit, I put my Eastwood in her Westend

And North side headed for my Southpole

Mouth all over till her mouth swollen

Iâm just chilling making millions, getting different numbers calling me, like a dice roll

When Iâm in the club, I handle bars like a bicycle

Niggers tryna simulate my flyness, They in flight school

These niggers of mine, so wanna fail, Iâm a maestro

Illegal Music 2, I did it twice, I did nice bro

See the difference clear, 7Up

Niggers puffinâ, think theyâre big and I hit âem up

And then I hang âem up, prank call

You have plans to make cheques rain… cancel

See my pants full, âcos I ball big

Always hitting the spot like an oil rig

Yâall niggers need more, Ammunition B4

You canât think of blowing up, so what we got is C4

You got weak bars, only weighing a lil(lil wayne reference)

Iâm at the centre oâ things, like to stay in the middle

I take these rappers apart like Iâm playing Geppetto

Iâm guilty of being dope and there is no acquittal

And on the real dough, M can really still flow

Like I took Adenugaâs company, âcos I still GLOw

Watch the way you bang into rings and call me Bilbo

Still nobody fucking with me, get a dildo




Phenom, letâs go



I know youâre broke but please Pay attention

Iâm so old in this game, I should be paper paid in pension

I go harder than erection

I bring rappers depression

Iâm spitting on bars like pregnant chicks during detention

And I ma make it rain, fuck the global recession

Iâm not saying Iâm the best, but who else brings perfection

Iâm the right answer to hip hop aint no questioning

And, you are just a pain in the butt, like injection


Edo boy with a Las Gidi attitude

I stack doves in line and I ainât even talking Barbecues

Babalawo flow, Things are âbout to go spiritual

Hip-Hop was dead but hereâs an atmosphere for miracle

Rappers looking edible, Iâm a lyrical cannibal

Itâs dinner time and Iâm dining with the Incredible, Mister

We topping the lista

O Boy, if you dey hate, jump out the window, I ainât talking Vista

Flow z immaculate,u knw dat I’m redundant, I’m jst warming up..yezzir!



Running Gidi O

Spitting Ili flow with ma Ili bro

Make the green(Da Grin) like CEO

In the dark, you gonâ see me glow

Rappers get Close like TV Show

For reali O, Iâm illi bro

Iâll never Back Down âcos I am not a fan of Gidigbo

Iâm on the throne baby, you just a Prom King

Like Michael Jackson, youâre fucking with the wrong kid

So better lean back, and watch your nigger stay fat

Phenomous phobia, I leave rappers with the stage fright

Skinny jeans tho but ma pockets stay fat

By June next year, Iâll be tryna get my May back

T-square rappers, They got me so board

I got a chickâs CV from a blow job


We signing out




6 foot, 7 foot, 8 foot Bunch

6-6 foot, 7 foot, 8 foot Bunch

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