Akala - Bang With Us? lyrics
[Akala - Bang With Us? lyrics]
We've been on this ting for so long now
10 years at the top of my craft
Maybe not at the top of the charts
But who could tell me what
Independent touring the globe
And flows as cold as winter was
In hand me down clothes
Live shows of the chain Toussaint
Seems I was born to be what you ain't
A man that uses his art to fight
But still prospers in these hard times
So what's to hate when you're
Known around the globe, it's great
And their known around the globe, it's fake
With respect so high that
Let's you in a jail full of lifers
A man sit in silence, try that
You can't buy that, nah bruv, I'm that
Not because I'm a killer but
Because I'm a mayan black
Cause contrary to the rumours
Our community is not a bunch of delinquents
We are students but don't respect the system
Made by the killers
That want to paint us as the villains
Back to the spittin'
Listen, who's really my competition?
Really? Is there somethin' that I'm missin'?
These kids are kittens fighting
With a pitbull careful my brother you'll get
Your shit pulled
Who can bang with us? None (What)
Who will stand with us? Come (What)
Who's still doubting us? Dumb (What)
We've been on this ting for so long now
You can't bang with us, none
You won't stand with us, son
You still doubting us, dumb
We've been on this ting for so long now
I got man puzzled like "I don't get it
How is he still so road with so much message"
Don't diss the sisters
Celebrate killing other blacks
But still so fuckin' hard when he raps
I give you a tip, swag through the roof
It's no excuse to be boring
Cause you tell the truth
When it's said and done
I'm still the same as when I started
Ain't having a bar for none of these artists
That not giving a fuck gives me strength
Now I don't use it on us, use it on them
But defend what I have to sit down Matthew
Just one if my disciples, take notes
This is not music, this here is a sport
Who's ready for the ring ring fire?
You man are wetter than
Man's hair in Shoreditch
I think it's time to retire, heir
Who can bang with us? None (What)
Who will stand with us? Come (What)
Who's still doubting us? Dumb (What)
We've been on this ting for so long now
You can't bang with us, none
You won't stand with us, son
You still doubting us, dumb
We've been on this ting for so long now
It's the father, you can call me uncle Akala
What's the palava with Ghana
Fans here to Ghana, globe, every corner
Punish every punk that is posing the hardest
Told you we tarnish those that are garbage
Get left for dead for opposing the carnage
So who's next, who's the best of me clones?
Take out a town like Obama with the drones
Known for the poems that scorch gin
Poor ting properly focus
12 year old girls gassed at your king
But we are grown men so only grown women
And real hip hop heads
We care for their opinion
Beware in my dominion
I swear that your Brazilian
The way you got brutalised
Within your own kingdom
By this German efficiency
Without the bigotry
Harder than life as a black man in Italy
Who can bang with us? None (What)
Who will stand with us? Come (What)
Who's still doubting us? Dumb (What)
We've been on this ting for so long now
You can't bang with us, none
You won't stand with us, son
You still doubting us, dumb
We've been on this ting for so long now
10 years at the top of my craft
Maybe not at the top of the charts
But who could tell me what
Independent touring the globe
And flows as cold as winter was
In hand me down clothes
Live shows of the chain Toussaint
Seems I was born to be what you ain't
A man that uses his art to fight
But still prospers in these hard times
So what's to hate when you're
Known around the globe, it's great
And their known around the globe, it's fake
With respect so high that
Let's you in a jail full of lifers
A man sit in silence, try that
You can't buy that, nah bruv, I'm that
Not because I'm a killer but
Because I'm a mayan black
Cause contrary to the rumours
Our community is not a bunch of delinquents
We are students but don't respect the system
Made by the killers
That want to paint us as the villains
Back to the spittin'
Listen, who's really my competition?
Really? Is there somethin' that I'm missin'?
These kids are kittens fighting
With a pitbull careful my brother you'll get
Your shit pulled
Who can bang with us? None (What)
Who will stand with us? Come (What)
Who's still doubting us? Dumb (What)
We've been on this ting for so long now
You can't bang with us, none
You won't stand with us, son
You still doubting us, dumb
We've been on this ting for so long now
I got man puzzled like "I don't get it
How is he still so road with so much message"
Don't diss the sisters
Celebrate killing other blacks
But still so fuckin' hard when he raps
I give you a tip, swag through the roof
It's no excuse to be boring
Cause you tell the truth
When it's said and done
I'm still the same as when I started
Ain't having a bar for none of these artists
That not giving a fuck gives me strength
Now I don't use it on us, use it on them
But defend what I have to sit down Matthew
Just one if my disciples, take notes
This is not music, this here is a sport
Who's ready for the ring ring fire?
You man are wetter than
Man's hair in Shoreditch
I think it's time to retire, heir
Who can bang with us? None (What)
Who will stand with us? Come (What)
Who's still doubting us? Dumb (What)
We've been on this ting for so long now
You can't bang with us, none
You won't stand with us, son
You still doubting us, dumb
We've been on this ting for so long now
It's the father, you can call me uncle Akala
What's the palava with Ghana
Fans here to Ghana, globe, every corner
Punish every punk that is posing the hardest
Told you we tarnish those that are garbage
Get left for dead for opposing the carnage
So who's next, who's the best of me clones?
Take out a town like Obama with the drones
Known for the poems that scorch gin
Poor ting properly focus
12 year old girls gassed at your king
But we are grown men so only grown women
And real hip hop heads
We care for their opinion
Beware in my dominion
I swear that your Brazilian
The way you got brutalised
Within your own kingdom
By this German efficiency
Without the bigotry
Harder than life as a black man in Italy
Who can bang with us? None (What)
Who will stand with us? Come (What)
Who's still doubting us? Dumb (What)
We've been on this ting for so long now
You can't bang with us, none
You won't stand with us, son
You still doubting us, dumb
We've been on this ting for so long now