(AyHard)

Lati jo ti mo ti waye

L'awon oga ti ma n jaye

Olohun ma jeki ari Ija aye

Omo eru naa fi n saye

I'm enchanting, reloading the lingua

Follow my nigga, it's a hell of a dance

Never will I waste my chance

Fall to the ground, I'll stand up again

This life is really a game

Stages in the matrix, I'm winning again

They going insane, every verse I blaze it

Cheffing like Hilda Baci for the longest

Why you think I treat it like Conquest

Conqueror wey Dey move like Dumbledore

My mind is always thinking of making more

Breaking doors, Viking, Invading shores

Get me on track, where the medic in here

I'm sick like that got the venom in here

This is my year, I'll never play fair

LitTy with the Gang, we really outchea

(Lobark)

First things first, keep my city on lock(gang)

Hold them down with a drop

Nigga stop watching, you ain't no cop

And if you try we bending your block

When i come through we getting you popped

And i'm on go i cannot be stopped

But im still chilling getting my guap

And when you see me, you see me on top

I can't be fucking with Opps

Wipe the floor with his face like mops

And i got ties i roll with the mob

Look at your favorites all in the mud

And i'm still covered, washed in the blood

Itty bitty booty bitch with a good head

When she come through, come through with two friends

Me and my boys still setting the new trends

Better ride around with your bulletproof vests

Niggas is hoes with fucking huge breasts

Everyday na work, i no dey too rest

But i still thank God cos i know im too blessed

Competition coming i don't stress

It's hard to get more when you're giving less

Every song i've been on i finesse

Gives me lots of joy and happiness

Asked the Lord some questions got a yes

Papparazzi getting me impressed

But who's that devil in a dress

She a angel when she get undressed

You don't want no war with me my nigga

Fuck around and I pull that trigger

Cash in cash out and get bigger

Drown myself in all that liquor

(Frankpy)

Sick sick, you got treat on this

Frankpy, you can bank on it

Knock knock, you can check on this

Ability, you gat me on this

Me I reminisce what you've done for me

Mudafuka backbite and hate on me

Yeah the shit much ain't get to me

No stress, gat business call on me

Yeah I gat games and I gat gun

Till my pain gone

See the game I involve then I revolved

And dissolved and resolve

Till the fucking games on

So them check on us till them flex on us

You know I gat flows in a bundle

Light to their candles

Nothing I can't handle

Broken chains and shackles

I dropped in the jungle

Bye to the Jewish circle

(Headlynes)

Okay Bless up

Focused don't wanna mess up

You dey try dey make suggestions

I suggest you shut the f up

I dey try I'm making effort

Life hard bro nor be guess work

So i go hard from day one

And i stay strong cause there's God

Say I'm struggling hard with the bandz

Can't wait to count this shit up with my hands

When the topic is money

I'm serious my homie

Keep it tight like rubber bands

Don't be telling me bout all your problems

Nor dey stress me abeg i dey beg

I'd rather be chilling with somebody's daughter

The head i receive is the best

Money, power & respect

If there's anything that i'll regret

It's the fact that i'd never make it out of the trenches, in the end

If it's not bout the money my friend

Then the topic doesn't ring a bell

And I'm sipping henny and martell

Straight to the end, yeah

(Bennythebard)

Black Calabar guy

With a maritime mind, niggas know

I am Poseidon with the flow

Cook In the kitchen

But I never take time with the sauce

Tapping straight from the source

Forbidden fruits of my labour

You add 'em, we're even

I'm leaving you food for your thoughts

I'm coming for seconds

I'm spinning your records

Your fingers got broken digits

Toe tagging on rhythms that's finger licking

Pepper and sauce on my trigger fingers

Think I'm a barber, I'm clipping niggas

Equipped with these quips

I got my spider senses

Pen over swords, I'm a pendragon

So much paper my pen dragging

Till my pen's lagging

Got you sweating

Your pants sagging

Arrow hit him

He jump and he walk staggered

Flow half hazard

Came from nursery rhyming

And mimicking speech patterns

Till I'm lyrically goated and

Tap dancing on beats

Getting 'em tap dancing on streets

Leg working, hitting that sturdy

And tap dancing on Gee

Even when that gas tank was on E

Even when that gas tank was on E

(Tayoo)

On and on

And back and forth

A group of young men thought

Coming to the game all self taught

To the game they are all devout

Gatekeepers and gorillas

Stale in front

Pensioners and old cat

We go nack dem

If dem no wan comot

You no fit come body me for my domot

The question arises

Will they make it?

Can they put up a fight?

Can they win

Can they survive?

THE CYPHER!