(Elmic made this shit)

Bloodied tears, flowin' down my eyes

See the bloodied, tears flowin' down my eyes

If you look closely, the bloodied bandage wrapped around my scars

See the bloodied bandage, wrapped around my scars

Learnt how to finesse cos I was brought up by the block

I learnt 'bout the finance cos I was countin' dirty coins

We really lost a prince said we've lost the son of king

Watch the rains of heaven, as they pour on the land of sin

Open flood gates of heaven, wash away men sin

Thеse flashin' lights, sometimes thеy make you lose your focus

These flashin' lights, sometimes they make you lose your focus

These flashin' lights, sometimes they make me lose my focus

I was pop on a seal everyday, been poppin the scene, I pop n’ it’s obvious

Got to live like a Rock-star, got to die like a gangster

Sang like a pop-star, yeah, he did live long, gotta live long Super Mega

He was one of them dogs with a rabbit, approached this rap with a tactic

Oh yeah, oh yeah, he was massive, fresh Prince, Ice Prince N word

Rands and Naira’s that’s the emblem, I done talked to the devil the sinners

Been up all night like a witch, I could do the whole talk, you gave me peanuts

I done all the work, you gave me peanuts, I done seen from the eyes of the owl

Eve pass me the apple I don’t bite, I don’t check on the price I just buy

We was posed to be land at Dubai but instead we done landed at Qatar

Steady skate on my vans of the wall, I done walked on the water Jesus

I done covered the eyes with dimers, then I cut up the ties with a scissors

Middleman we done cut with a scissors, keep it short when you talk to the dealers

One of my eyes be flooded with red, gotta talk to my dog in heaven

And the block be turnin' to hell, prayed to God that he send me an angel

When I piss I be smellin' the meds, I was only tryin' to wash away pain

By the block I done turned to menace, by the block I done turned to a mess

Then I bought her big body of Benz, lil mami keep bringin’ the stress

Pretty one boss bitch like Dess, Dior we was shop at Mall

Designer gotta rock with the tags, streetwear we done copped by the plug

If you gang gotta rock on your badge, If you gang gotta let chain hang, if you gang gotta rock on your bell

Street nigga I don’t do no romance, yeah, 2K leave ten on the dresser

Told bitch don’t call me I’ll text you, in the night in the dark I’ll face you

See you close in the clime elevation

Young rich but I came from the rags, washed cars but I never complained

On the block gotta post till late, heat the blood on the microwave

Hit the pot on the other side, I don’t surf cos I am the wave, yeah, I don’t surf cos I’m bigger than wave, yeah

Take a sip of the poison right now, I’ll be sippin' your potion right now

In the basement I created style, niggas clone cos I am the style, niggas clone cos I am the wave

Getting geeked with my brother my whodie, bloodied tear flowing down my eye

Getting geeked with my brother my whodie, bloodied tear flowing down my eye

(Skit)