Who Be The Player
Poetic Ammo
Bringing noise like thunder
Making MCs wonder
You thought I'd let you off easy
But I'm breaking you of, breaking you off tonight
Never ever have I sold out or played out
I blast to the fore
Dead centre I enter
I've come back for more
Dangerous I am
If you try to correct me
Now the tables are turned and I am the entity
Confusion, I bring deception to steal souls
I have the industry eating out of my bowl
Behold, if you thought I'd let you off the hook
A real deal player never goes by the book
You thought you all that but you're coming up zero
No style in your rhyme but you claim you're a hero
No,
Poetic Ammo Alliance
Now who be the player
Competition is over cos you heard what Ammo dropped
You gotta be crazy if you think that you're on top, no
It ain't about the gang or how you hustle for the dough
So don't you try so hard to be what you're not
You better get down to the ground
Manifestations, metaphorical parables scatter like fallen rebels
Murderous verbal we hip hop untouchables
Unstoppable rainstorming lyrical brimstones accelerating your testosterones
The player, benovalent imposter slayer, unarmed soldier
Scripture spitting divine massenger
Who that enemy with the crooked third eye ?
Defy I, thou shalt die
Destiny brings forth the armies of hip hop facing the final battle
Verbal armegeddon
War torn battlefields engulf the realms
War cry alarms, avatar stormbringer of deadly rhymes
I shall commence circumstance intense pressure
To the horizon limit of mental perception
Rhyme and soul in divine
Collaboration control who am I to unfold
The untold level
In the castle riding the saddle
Hassle for the gold medal Battle
Fasten your seat belt essential delf
Landslyde invisible stealth super blackbelt
Immortal featherweight box combat sports
Double back swing uppercut make you drop
Stamina underlines hypnotize
My verbal pow !
Mesmerize telekinetic lethal style
I'm bringing noise like thunder
Concentration of thought at the dawn of twilight
Asian MC progress to unknown heights
Do it right! Witness as I excite the mic
Inebriated with exuberance of verbal might
Wannabe players wanna go for my fame
I break you off simple cos I made the game
I let you say your say and let you talk doo-doo
Cos at any one time I'll take you and your whole damn crew
Complex text convey to perplex on multitracks
When checks come to fronts and fronts come to checks
Cranium crack blows if you step in my lair
It ain't a question when I say who be the player
dari Yanti Os'HaRa
Who Be The Player - Poetic Ammo
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