Letras
Yo, back in the days I was rapping away
With a hand full of rage not handful a grade
I was mad for my age
Them times man didn't rate
How did you handle the hate?
Straight
They tried closing the door but the boy climbed over the gate
Them times I'd be home by four then I would watch Home and Away
First had a hat full of waves
Then I went back to the braids
Never got wrapped in the rave
Never got jacked for my j's
I never got phased
I was just tryna get paid
One bre try backing a blade but he wasn't on jack anyway
I was on track for the grades, nearly got trapped by a babes
Coulda been rage
But the boydem wised up
Never wait for the day that your times up
Now I run up on the stage and it light up
And there's nobody like us
Plus I'm moving righteous
Well I'm supposed to be, they notice me
The hope that they hope to be
Independent, nobody was owning me
Couldn't care if the culture see
Cause I'm culture, see
Most high looking over me, they know that the lead
Was never for taking
Sitting debating, waiting, whether he's greatest
There still tying up laces
But I lap em in the races
I was filling an oasis
Giving them a basis
Then pull up in the dance and see bare different faces
Badder than who?
You ain't badder than me
I'm a badder mc
Badder than who?
You ain't badder than me
I'm a badder mc
Badder than who?
You ain't badder than me
I'm a badder mc
I know a bagga mc's that think that they're badder than me
But none of them badder than me
Lace the track with the rage that I'm bringing in
Straight to rap never paid him a dividend
State the fact it's a cage that we're living in
Break the back never swayed never giving in
Face the fact it's a maze that we're living in
Hate the fact that the wage is a minimum
Face the fact imma break it was imminent
Rate the raps and the ways he delivered them
Mic fiddling, mic spinning him
Might trigger him, hype hype spinning him
Might finish him, bright lights spinning him
Guys digging him, why try sitting in
Eyes diligent, my time should've been
Last year but the rise still imminent
Tried fitting in, no guys bringing him
Eyes glittering, I rhyme synonyms
Came with a backpack through the window
With pad full of mad raps and a lingo
Aim for the fat stacks cause I been low
Never changed for the fat racks for your info
Ain't gonna step back when the wind blows
And I came with a jetpack on your tiptoes
Aimed for the get back imma win loads
Am I braced for the setbacks man I think so
Oh dear, Stones here
Ain't gonna chat back when I go clear
Came for the mad stacks and I won't share
Got the cash in a backpack for the whole year
Oh yeah oh yeah
You never got a reload It was all air
Never got a free throw It was all air
No long imma go clear
Badder than who?
You ain't badder than me
I'm a badder mc
Badder than who?
You ain't badder than me
I'm a badder mc
Badder than who?
You ain't badder than me
I'm a badder mc
I know a bagga mc's that think that they're badder than me
I was gonna kill em with the riddim, so I kill em with the riddim
So I tell em what they really wanna know
I was getting busy with the mission but they didn't wanna listen
So I had to go and kill em with the flow
I was getting busy with the written, had a feeling and a vision
I was in it but they didn't wanna know
She was tryna fiddle with the fiddle cause I kill em with the riddle
Let me tell em what they really wanna know
I was tryna figure what this thing is and you know the funny thing is
I would kill it when I did it on my own
Gimme twenty minutes and I'll bring it to the bone
I ain't got a limit just a lyric and a phone
A lot of people did it never did it like the Stone
I was getting bigger but they figured that I won't
I ain't gonna talk just blow, let's go!
Just gimme my flowers
Ten thousand hours
When the life gets deep gotta find my feet
Cause I ain't no coward
I adapt that's me then attack that's me
I was blessed with powers
Imma stack that cheese, Imma rap that steeze
Till the game was ours
Just gimme my flowers
Ten thousand hours
When the life gets deep gotta find my feet
Cause I ain't no coward
I adapt that's me then attack that's me
I was blessed with powers
Imma stack that cheese, Imma rap that steeze
Till the game was ours
Game is ours