[Intro]
They wanna hold me back
All my life- They wanna hold me back
f** em
[Verse 1]
Oh you heard that I'm back n***a?
ABRZY and I'm f**ing up this track n***a!
Go against me? Are you outta your mind do you really wanna die?
Boy you must be on crack n***a!
Lyrical bullets in my gat, I'ma clap n***as
You ain't really running sh** cause I'ma overlap n***as
Always been the underdog now watch me the lead the pack n***a
Rolling through the city feeling like a young Barak n***a
Yeah
Young rap god and I'm back in the flesh
Do it for my city see I rep Bangladesh
And I really can't wait till my dreams manifest like hold up
And I made my way
f** all these critics they just hate all day
Middle finger to everything that they gon' say
Give me rappers, give me beats- I'm still gon' slay
Like straight up!
Don't you doubt that I'm that boy
Words are my weapons so a n***a keeps strapped boy
Mac boy, rap lord, pumping that trap lord
Balling so hard that I finna break the backboards
f** all those bullies in that school in Strathmore
This for all the kids that used to bully me in Strathmore
Don't be acting like this ain't everything you asked for
But they just motivate me and remind me why I rap for
My flow is so ridiculous
The way that I be k**ing it
The way that I be drilling b**hes with music they feeling it
I'm sicker than some syphilis
I paint it just so vivid. sh**
They digging my belligerence
The haters taste the bitterness
I'm sick of all this ignorance
They say you couldn't make it you're an immigrant
But f** em' cause you know I stay committed with it, get it
Every time you turn it up you hear the viciousness
And this is me making my claim that I'm about to k** it b**h!
[Verse 2]
Everyday I'd go to school, find my locker vandalised
I just felt like a fool, that sh** left me traumatised
Wishing I could stand up to these n***as but I felt so paralysed
And every cell in my body was screaming homicide
Yeah I say I motherf** them other guys
Just like every beat on this album man they gotta die
Every single day of my childhood had a lot of strife
But now I got a hundred fans and you know that they down to ride
If I could back to my 15 year old self I'd tell em' don't be a p**y
Go and grab that 45 of your grandfathers shelf and put it to a bully
I used to pray to god to make these bullies go away
But then I realised god doesn't work that way
So maybe if I murder these bullies and plead forgiveness I would see some better days like
Everyday at school I'd hear the word terrorist
It's ironic I'm about to blow up watch me get it b**h
Holler at the boy and forget my competitors
Do you roger that like your last name Federer?
f** a fake friend they just enemies within n***a
Never have your back all they do is just pretend n***a
Always felt like sh** before I picked up this pen n***a
Then I started rapping- success is the best revenge n***a
My mind is a weapon
And I rhyme with aggression
And I shine and I'm blessing
And I strive for perfection
And I grind and I'm flexing on these n***as
I'ma k**er, keep it trilla flow is iller
See I thrive under pressure n***a
You know what it is I always push it to the limit
You can try to break me down but you can never break my spirit
You be b**hin', I be bossin'
I'm just grinding, you just gossip
You a p**y, you a problem
I'ma motherf**ing monster right?
[Verse 3]
Back like a sequel, on tracks were not equal
I'm really in the game while you rap in the bleachers
If you say your b**h is mean, I'ma tell you mine's meaner
I'm just getting head while sipping on that ribena
Back from hiatus
Then I say “Hi Haters”
Then I flew by haters
Cause I'm here for my paper
We just mobbing going hard- pumping Meek Milly
Every time she hears my music she's wetter than Free Willy
Goddam!
This the type of album
You gon' f** a b**h to, you gon' smoke a spliff to
This the type of album
That helps you finish reps and make you go hard at the gym to
This the type of album
That make you feel like kings do, cooler than an igloo
You got two seconds on the clock, its up to you to make the shot
And this the type of album that help you get the wins through
All my life people just doubted me and counted me out
But I don't give a f** cause I be so about it g
In love with the game and I love the euphoria
I'm running this sh** like Oscar Pistorius
I've been through some sh**, you know I done see some better days
So I pray to God to make my cloudy skies go away
But I ain't going no where cause a young n***a here to stay
I put that on my life, put that on my Grandmama grave
The throne is for the taking
Watch me take it, it be vacant
Watch me make it, watch me slay it
I be feeling like the greatest
I've been hated all my life I guess my karmas just amazing
I'ma take it to another level talking super saiyan n***a
Shout out to the fans they been patient, they been waiting
For me to come with a hit again and get the streets blazing
It's your boy ABRZY all I do is dream chasing, keep chasing
And I really cannot wait to say that “n***a we made it”
[Outro]
All winter man, All winter
I just look around- Tiger Tribe, All Winners
Working all winter, just to f** the summer up
And I bet by the end of it, I'll feel like I ain't done enough
That's just the result of being humble yet I'm hungry for that cream
Trying to be the greatest that my countries ever seen
Tiger take-over
You don't want that drama
b**h it's Lord Rahman!