Shakespeare Lyrics

Shakespeare by Akala

• Nigger listen, when i spit on the riddem, I kill em, 
• raw like the Ball of Brazilians, 
• you don't war, cor the kids brilliant, 
• blood, im the heir to the throne, 
• not William, Akala, smart as King Arthur, 
• darker, harder, faster, 
• rasclaat, I kick the illa shit, 
• it's like Shakespeare, with a nigger twist, 
• lyricist, im the best on the road, 
• nitro flow, oh-so-cold, I'ma blow yo, 
• keep the hoes, I only want dough homes, 
• nobody close, I'm alone in my own zone, 
• no no love for the po-po, 
• loco when I rock mics solo, 
• I hope that you know, where you don't go thoe, 
• want it with Bolo? Must be coco, 
• its William back from the dead, 
• but I rap bout gats and I'm black instead, 
• it's Shakespeare, reincarnated, 
• except I spit flows and strip hoes naked, 
• no fakin'-test my blood bruv, 
• its William, back as a tug cuz, 
• so real the shit I kick now, 
• plus I don't rite, I recite my shit now, 
• straight from the top, expert timin' 
• on top of that now, the whole things rhymin' 
• no more tights, now jeans saggin' 
• if I say so myself, I'm much more handsome, 
• don't ever compare me to rappers, 
• I'm so quick-witted that I split em like fractions, 
• my shit, I tell em like this... 
• It's like Shakespeare with a nigger twist... 

• I get you pumped up, 
• feelin' like you drunk drunk, 
• when my beats bump bump, 
• lyrics hit like skunk blunts blood, now 
• all the shit I kick, so crazy, 
• there ain't no ifs and maybe's, 
• spit poetry so shady, 
• for lords on road and my hood ladies, 
• pumped up, feelin' like you drunk drunk, 
• when my beats bump bump, 
• lyrics hit like skunk blunts blood, now 
• all the shit I kick, so crazy, 
• there ain't no ifs and maybe's, 
• spit poetry so shady, 
• for lords on road and my hood ladies. 

• I'm similar to William, but a little different, 
• I do it for kids that's illiterate, not Elizabeth, 
• stuck on the road, faces screwed up, 
• feel like the world spat em out, and they 
• chewed up, 
• it's a matrix, I try and explain it, 
• but on a real thoe still ready blaze em, 
• no contradiction just face it, 
• they so enslaved, they are worse than a agent, 
• I grace stages, sharp as razors, 
• don't get cut cuz, keep ya distance, 
• no artillery, tryna' be militant, 
• ya'll dudes killin' me, think that ya killin' it, 
• its embarrassing watchin you babblin, 
• keep spittin ya darts, mine is javelins, 
• the hood Tiger Woods too milly, 
• number 1 for so long, its just getting' silly, 
• shit kinda like Bruce wit da knuckles, 
• like the first time ya ever saw Ali shuffle, 
• you don't trouble, left layin in a puddle, 
• bruv you are havin a bubble, 
• ima whole different kettle of fish, 
• thou shall not fuck with dis, 
• my shit, I tell em like this... 
• Its like Shakespeare with a nigger tiwst. 
• Chorus
• I get you pumped up, 
• feelin' like you drunk drunk, 
• when my beats bump bump, 
• lyrics hit like skunk blunts blood, now 
• all the shit I kick, so crazy, 
• there ain't no ifs and maybe's, 
• spit poetry so shady, 
• for lords on road and my hood ladies, 
• pumped up, feelin' like you drunk drunk, 
• when my beats bump bump, 
• lyrics hit like skunk blunts blood, now 
• all the shit I kick, so crazy, 
• there ain't no ifs and maybe's, 
• spit poetry so shady, 
• for lords on road and my hood ladies. 

• To be fair, no MC close to the man, 
• little just come yout's jumpin out of they pram, 
• everybody badman, behind a mic stand, 
• its not creative, one bag of hype, and 
• if you buss a ting, where's the mash? 
• Move so much food? Where's the cats? 
• These dudes ain't real, they just rap, 
• I don't spit what I don't know, 
• Just the facts, 
• no talks of rocks I ain't sold, 
• shots I ain't blown, 
• my business ridiculous, 
• sick with it, quick witted, 
• companies head to head an liquidate it, 
• welcome to illa state, meet ya fate mate, 
• talk truth but we don't play games, 
• move sick, look sample techno, 
• never pull a ting, if it ain't gonna let go, 
• that's that, rap track, 
• clap ya like a black gat, 
• back chat, crack back, 
• I'm the nigger, that's that, 
• the rest of these kids is irrelevant, 
• don't compare me to him, 
• that's just beggin' it, 
• im on my own shit, 
• dicks ain't spit, 
• its no democracy, dictatorship, 
• so dicks hate my shit, 
• im sick, raise ya spliff, 
• im swift, blaze em quick, 
• my hits, major shit, 
• I flip phrases quick, 
• my sick razor shit, 
• give thick grazes quick, 
• and chicks say he's cris, 
• its not a rumour, 
• that kid Akala, 
• no not "Ack-a-la", beg ya pardon, 
• don't get it twisted, 
• your on the sideline like a mistress, 
• I'm the whizzkid, with the sick shit, 
• my shit, I tell em like this, 
• it's like Shakespeare, with a nigger twist. 

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