Reza Safinia - Shakespeare lyrics

n***a listen When I spit on the riddem, I k** em Raw like the Ball of Brazilians You don't want war, cor, the kids brilliant Blood, im the heir to the throne Not William, Akala, smart as King Arthur Darker, harder, faster Rasclaat, I kick the Illa sh** It's like Shakespeare, with a n***a twist Lyricist, im the best on the road Nitro flow, oh-so-cold, I'mma blow yo Keep the hoes, I only want dough homes Nobody close, I'm alone in my own zone No no love for the po-po Loco when I rock mics solo I hope that you know, where you don't go thoe Want it with Bolo? Must be coco Its William back from the dead But I rap bout gats and I'm black instead It's Shakespeare, reincarnated Except I spit flows and strip hoes naked No fakin'-test my blood bruv Its William, back as a tug cuz So real the sh** I kick now Plus I don't write, I recite my sh** now Straight from the top, expert timin' On top of that now, the whole things rhymin' No more tights, now jeans saggin' If I say so myself, I'm much more handsome Don't ever compare me to rappers I'm so quick-witted that I split em like fractions My sh**, I tell em like this It's like Shakespeare with a n***a twist [Chorus] I get you pumped up Feelin' like you drunk drunk When my beats bump bump Lyrics hit like skunk blunts, blood, now All the sh** I kick, so crazy There ain't no ifs and maybe's Spit poetry so shady For lords on road and my hood ladies Pumped up, feelin' like you drunk drunk When my beats bump bump Lyrics hit like skunk blunts blood, now All the sh** I kick, so crazy There ain't no ifs and maybe's Spit poetry so shady For lords on road and my hood ladies I'm similar to William, but a little different I do it for kids that's illiterate, not Elizabeth Stuck on the road, faces screwed up Feel like the world spat em out, and they Chewed up It's a matrix, I try and explain it But on a real thoe still ready blaze em No contradiction just face it They so enslaved, they are worse than a agent I grace stages, sharp as razors Don't get cut cuz, keep ya distance No artillery, tryna' be militant Ya'll dudes k**in' me, think that ya k**in' it Its embarra**ing watchin you babblin Keep spittin ya darts, mine is javelins The hood Tiger Woods too milly Number 1 for so long, its just getting' silly sh** kinda like Bruce wit da knuckles Like the first time ya ever saw Ali shuffle You don't trouble, left layin in a puddle Bruv you are havin a bubble Ima whole different kettle of fish Thou shall not f** with dis My sh**, I tell em like this Its like Shakespeare with a n***a tiwst [Chorus] I get you pumped up Feelin' like you drunk drunk When my beats bump bump Lyrics hit like skunk blunts, blood, now All the sh** I kick, so crazy There ain't no ifs and maybe's Spit poetry so shady For lords on road and my hood ladies Pumped up, feelin' like you drunk drunk When my beats bump bump Lyrics hit like skunk blunts blood, now All the sh** I kick, so crazy There ain't no ifs and maybe's Spit poetry so shady For lords on road and my hood ladies To be fair, no MC close to the man Little just come yout's jumpin out of they pram Everybody badman, behind a mic stand Its not creative, one bag of hype, and If you buss a ting, where's the mash? Move so much food? Where's the cats? These dudes ain't real, they just rap I don't spit what I don't know Just the facts No talks of rocks I ain't sold Shots I ain't blown My business ridiculous Sick with it, quick witted Companies head to head an liquidate it Welcome to illa state, meet ya fate mate Talk truth but we don't play games Move sick, look sample techno Never pull a ting, if it ain't gonna let go That's that, rap track Clap ya like a black gat Back chat, crack back I'm the n***a, that's that The rest of these kids is irrelevant Don't compare me to him That's just beggin' it Im on my own sh** Dicks ain't spit Its no democracy, dictatorship So dicks hate my sh** Im sick, raise ya spliff Im swift, blaze em quick My hits, major sh** I flip phrases quick My sick razor sh** Give thick grazes quick And chicks say he's cris It's not a rumour That kid Akala No not "Ack-a-la", beg ya pardon Don't get it twisted Your on the sideline like a mistress I'm the whizzkid, with the sick sh** My sh**, I tell em like this It's like Shakespeare, with a n***a twist