Brian Mill - Contest Me (feat. Yo Figg & Chilly WAY)

Chai
Uh, yeah
Let's do this
Come
I born to fly high, airborne
To the babes I'm cool like an aircon
I just commence but it feels like well done
I dey ma zone but it feels like welcome
Dey want gimme trophy, world cup
All ma haters short so dem no dey see top
No traffic 'cause I dey for airbus
Me then ma team, we dey fly high air force
I came with iron bars, I slept behind cars
So y'all fake mcs can sit behind bars
'Cause we dey set class, we dey set questions
Na we dey give pass, na we dey do pass
We badder than them, we badder than them
So dem niggaz know the reason why we never going down
Every time dem dey talk about we 'cause we from the city
We run the city that you came from
You can go high like the angel but you not special to me
You can go high to the skies but you'll never contest me (You can't contest me)
You no fit dey contest me, na me be the number one (You can't contest me)
You no fit dey contest me, na me be the number one (You can't contest me)
You no fit dey contest me, you no fit dey contest me (You can't contest me)
You no fit dey contest me, na me be the number one (Uh)
Mr cash be the o's, extra o
I got these rappers on a menstrual flow
I mean f your girls and f your hoes
Say you niggaz set class but I never copy the notes (No)
Wait a minute, what you waiting for
I been a eighty eight before you eighty four's
You know the rap king is what you hate me for
Me de rap bɛ hwe wo tirim, asan ahwe w'atikɔ
Yeah, god is on the mic, make ma sons dey listen
They rap and spit thrash like they brain is missing
Came with the team, no need for ticket
Rap lines fit dey cook food for kitchen
Yeah, fuck your grammy dreams
Wild African youth, see the swag we bring
I mean figga dey fire, call 911
Cheap flow, chilly I ain't got none
You can go high like the angel but you not special to me
You can go high to the skies but you'll never contest me (You can't contest me)
You no fit dey contest me, na me be the number one (You can't contest me)
You no fit dey contest me, na me be the number one (You can't contest me)
You no fit dey contest me, you no fit dey contest me (You can't contest me)
You no fit dey contest me, na me be the number one
Hm, hwɛ, I dey kai waa
Wo bekumi afɛre, then times na e dey top
Huh, I called a nigga for a feature
D'chryme self want rush me (Tweeaaa)
Hwɛ fante krakye, me speedy up, m'ayɛ boss
Me ma wo akyi
Reggie Rockstone, grandpapa
Meserɛ me ka oh, ma wo boys no ntease dɛɛ
I'm not for hip-life
I'm rich and I'm blessed 'cause I stuck to hip hop
Lies from a father made a child switch up
When the story unfolds, nigga you too old
Being broke is a sin, ɔyɛ nonsense
I never found it funny so I took ma chances
Advancing, oh yeah I'm shinning
You can tell I'm a superstar, I'm timeless (Braah)
Bankshield live
Lswa
Wild African youth
We going live
We told all y'all niggaz
We coming at you
Y'all ready know, it's on then it's on
Africa, this our time
Let's do this
You can't contest me
You no fit dey contest me, na me be the number one (You can't contest me)
You no fit dey contest me, na me be the number one (You can't contest me)
You no fit dey contest me, you no fit dey contest me (You can't contest me)
You no fit dey contest me, na me be the number one (Wontumi nstandi)

Written by:
Alfred Nkansah, Brian Mill, Chilly WAY

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