Ice Box - No Hook lyrics

[Intro] Yea (It's Apya on the beat) B.O Ay Kellz You know OV da Roof is off the hoozle ma n**uh I wanna spit mayne, let's do this Let's go [Verse 1] Each and everyday megu so s3e me ear drums Music for life me'bless da a metwer33 me first rap Gye me rap book, flip pages quote lines 3mu mm3bus3m s3 bible plus the schemes that i write You see that I'm nice, adwene no y3 white Not Ab Soul with the lip but gets stoned te s3 Bice Kaish! I'm here with a story Sit by the fire side afei de3 tie me kye wo glory Will tell u bout the struggle with ma homies More of us chasing dreams, few being chased by the police Big Joe doing time, still no a 3y3 nwonwa Two-faced n**uhs cmo ara na 3y3 a 3pa cmo ho ntoma Wasted years pretty hard to recover Wasted years adwennwe no 3mma wonn'stay sober So I'm out here yelling free all ma n**uhs Moatwe n'aso kakra a 3y3 i still need all ma n**uhs You gotta know what B.O is like Mennfr3 wo blood a kyer3 s3 wonny3 the type Of n**uh a m3ma woahu me secret even if I'm taking your life Not a k**er now but maybe with time Obi nnim de3 3b3si kyena so B.O is ever ready s3 soldierni Flow well nti mennto s3bi Na s3 m3s3 bi nti me nso merebc nnwom s3 mob3sa bi Giving my all I know you all get me Maba s3 mereb3y3 bi [Verse 2: Chief Kellz] I take a draw of the piece to keep my mind at ease So I can tell all about the streets, thugs and police Sing it in a symphony, tell me what is in for me Bag full of gees smiling looking at a quarter key That's my new born baby girl where my daughter be In her mother's arms so the diaper make I order three That be the joy make I switch to the dirty Was running through the gutter as the Koti clipping a thirty And Shouting Hey Hey Gentleman stop before I shoot For my mind I be auntie ba, so I speed up dey boot Was a hot headed youth, twisted up a couple truth I was only fantasized by models and black coupes Dope rappers in they videos blowing on that kush High school stick up kid, my favorite rapper was Pusha T Cause I knew one day Ima push a key Say my story till these promoters come through and book a fee I know my mama sees a King when she look at me Ima Let her dreams manifest Tsatsu in kiddie This a No Hook This a No Hook [Verse 3] B.O is like w3nkyi w3nkyi bi a csi nne3ma Mede rapper nu me flow mu a 3y3 a mekyim no ky3n safoa Wotiee Safoa a 3kcy33 s3 PSA Nti mesc si wo so a gye wode dwanetoa ba fie You don't wanna see the Rapperman snap Bars heavy in em hands I don't stress when they don't clap y3 na 3y3 wo d3 na woabc pusa Super feeling, wotie me na s3 wonya kush ah You know the feeling when you fall into ma rhythm Some n**uhs jealous cuz I'm never f**ing with them Me seff i need some haters koraa so let em Me seff i need some haters koraa so let em 3ny3 obiaa na 3b3'feeli wo ma guy Enti s3 legend bi rekasa a I listen with ma eyes Road to success nti na y3'cut fake ties Page a me maduru no 3ny3 book no mpo na crekan So you see this sh**, merefa he na akcte I ain't f**ing with you mpo na woakcnyem abort Born to observe m'ani na mede hw3w Wokaa s3 wode ret3 me saa wo ho paa na 3t3w Shaking ma head ma brain forever intact I f** with n**uhs if we got the same interest Looking forward to getting more love From ma sister Maggy to me n all ma unborns B.O is like a trill n**uh Tom a mere'chase trilli call it a hill figure Me and music do not come in between Try to be in the middle of us ima use the same finger iTz B.O (shout outs to Larry) [Verse 4: Chief Kellz] I dey fit tap Odawna gutter in back dey rep flow Dawn tee, blowing trees like it ain't a thing With my chain tuck, plain ducked Spitting out my brains, all this pain s** Lame f** like it on c**aine But I'm snorting air, we do it in pairs Couple hunnies that I know go do it for hair No be Aflao but the Brazil type Latino coochie on my mind I need a Brazil wife It's lit! Ha! For my n***as in the bando Below her knees we all know where the pants go Take her off clothes, the lights and move my hand slow But she go leave the traphouse if she say no!!!! The rhymes that I be k**ing, the bags I be dealing To stash a couple a million That a** you gon let me feel it I'm ready to pay the billing The draws where all the sk** is I'm trapping and moving piletts My locker where all the pill is Ahhh! Baby you f**ing with a Kingpin I hit the city, meet the plug then I bring things Pardon my trap phone, we dey f** we edey ring ring Hit it from behind, you dey hung we go order wings Got your whole year budget and the other things If some n***a try hit on you bada boom boom!!! Bada bang bang!!! Love red like we in a gang We just a bunch of young n***as who dey love to swang Blood! It's the King challe!!!!