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Yo, i'm Kimo... it's just a gimmick so call me Kimo/Ben.. whatever takes your fancy, i'm not fussy... anyway, i'm pretty safe. So, lets give you a taste of what i'm about eh?
Apologies,
where are my manners!
tell the people of the future
stick this in their planners
i'm spittin shit that's dirty
and i'm doing cold turkey
there's probably a line of men that wanna hurt me
but at no point does my confidence desert me
my legacy will last an eternity
and i'll live to see thirty
cos i'm smart
my hearts in the right place
and if you haven't heard of me
get used to the face
cos in a month it's gonna be all over this place
check your watch, my times beginning
you pick up silver
while i'm on the podium winning
and you pray for the day
that your head stops spinning
your phone starts ringing
your bones are shivering
please pick up the mic and start delivering the goods
a group of teens pull up there hoods
and head off into the city
attitudes shitty
and a man would spit at me for dissing he
but i take it,
embrace it
like a step in my stride
i'm a fearless mother fucker who has nothing hide
and if that prick wanted rid of me
then the prick would of tried
he had the chance of a lifetime
but he put it high and wide
and in reflection
i know the guy lied, it's embarrassing
he probably stayed home and cried
waited til his eyes had dried
got back on his feet
stayed off work of week
and logged on to twitter
so he could tweet about how he's angry
about the fact he didn't bang me when he had the chance
but that's his problem
be grateful that at first glance
i was in a trance
and didn't finish this prick so that my life could advance
i'm a traveler and i'm pull of potential
and i carry on my back a sack full of credentials
it's essential i drag you through hell
sell your soul to the demon
sound the starter bell
ding ding!
lets see if he can recall when his life fell to pieces?
around the same time i learned i was a different species
with a smooth touch on the mic
couldn't catch me on foot
with you on a motorbike
and with each split second
my future gets bright
and the end for you beckons
i recommend a sentimental sign of respect
or i will detect your defect
and my rhymes will disinfect
your recollection of ever thinking your perfection
Correction!
i am perfection
and won't see me coming from the other direction
i was born into rap
no rough background
no baseball cap
no hot water tap
no victim to slap
but most of all
nobody to trap
i just like to spit honestly
so if you have problem
step up and have a pop at me!
Apologies,
where are my manners!
tell the people of the future
stick this in their planners
i'm spittin shit that's dirty
and i'm doing cold turkey
there's probably a line of men that wanna hurt me
but at no point does my confidence desert me
my legacy will last an eternity
and i'll live to see thirty
cos i'm smart
my hearts in the right place
and if you haven't heard of me
get used to the face
cos in a month it's gonna be all over this place
check your watch, my times beginning
you pick up silver
while i'm on the podium winning
and you pray for the day
that your head stops spinning
your phone starts ringing
your bones are shivering
please pick up the mic and start delivering the goods
a group of teens pull up there hoods
and head off into the city
attitudes shitty
and a man would spit at me for dissing he
but i take it,
embrace it
like a step in my stride
i'm a fearless mother fucker who has nothing hide
and if that prick wanted rid of me
then the prick would of tried
he had the chance of a lifetime
but he put it high and wide
and in reflection
i know the guy lied, it's embarrassing
he probably stayed home and cried
waited til his eyes had dried
got back on his feet
stayed off work of week
and logged on to twitter
so he could tweet about how he's angry
about the fact he didn't bang me when he had the chance
but that's his problem
be grateful that at first glance
i was in a trance
and didn't finish this prick so that my life could advance
i'm a traveler and i'm pull of potential
and i carry on my back a sack full of credentials
it's essential i drag you through hell
sell your soul to the demon
sound the starter bell
ding ding!
lets see if he can recall when his life fell to pieces?
around the same time i learned i was a different species
with a smooth touch on the mic
couldn't catch me on foot
with you on a motorbike
and with each split second
my future gets bright
and the end for you beckons
i recommend a sentimental sign of respect
or i will detect your defect
and my rhymes will disinfect
your recollection of ever thinking your perfection
Correction!
i am perfection
and won't see me coming from the other direction
i was born into rap
no rough background
no baseball cap
no hot water tap
no victim to slap
but most of all
nobody to trap
i just like to spit honestly
so if you have problem
step up and have a pop at me!
