Kwest - Hameno lyrics

Verse 1: Android Nugam Faded with a laptop and Wi-Fi, return of the lyric Jedi Call me Steve- a real guy's guy- but I can't c any competition- even in my mind's eye- It's a wonder how super woman is just gonna fly by And watch patiently as I copulate with the world dry Why, am I doing this? Spitting with such fluentness into kids brain, as I influenced him to become a goat one day and maybe ruin, his own life playing truant in it Damn, you understand what's happening innit? Speaking like I'm British- I'm griming, my rap talents diminished I'm in it to win it. Unless it's my mind coz that's f**ed like we did it My life suits season 3, the scripts f**in flipped And I'm the underrated hero: all hail the one manned team Litt! Only difference is life's Harvey and I reduce it to ashes in the midst of the barmy army Verse2 Word to my colonialists I'm going Cecil Rhodes on this As I pave highways and poems on this. Black asphalt rap Re flipped like a java script While I put this Tim Horton's Double-Double to my lips Double cupped ice caps that I'm popping in your noggin As I screw the world, screw monogamy. Generally speaking, do u roger me? I met the immovable object but it ain't stopping me Obviously, higher than a Heisenberg poppy seed This lime Smirnoff in me. All I want is girls to get lower than the age of majority Young broke black kid, rap is my only option- see? That life is a scenario and this is just my view of it Tryna paint a picture see if someone could make use of it Fruits of the labour of my mind: could you deduce from it That any career other than rap would just be ludicrous Verse 3 Listening to old school beats to craft my newest spits Call me Ludwig van Gogh painting pictures with music b**h The school of rap, I'm the valedictorian student kids All wanna be me, lemme show em how I do this sh** Open up Ur mind up to yourself. Remove all indoctrination I would know that's my area specialisation There is no brain in my head I swear u can hear these thoughts reverberating Trying to get out and see the light of day I feel their mental aching Cerebral jail breaking No longer sense making Only baby minds. That's f**ed up brains being raised Mental patients being praised by the world in L.A. what I say? saints