Nadia Rose - Mufasa #MicCheck

Song Rating: 9.18/10

Song lyrics:

[Intro]
Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm
Yeah
Mufasa
Hold tight Link Up, Mic Check
Shout out my girls
Large up the pagans dem

[Verse]
Yeah, k**ing everybody in the game, even MJ had to beat it
Shamone, listen Im the sh** like Im faeces
Couldnt give a sh** about the retweets
Couldnt give a sh** about the sh**
You can take the girl out the hood but you cant take the bits out the b**h
Drop punchlines, get a kick out of it
Im so sick, take the piss out the sh**
Like, straight outta Croydon
Rolling with some guys, avoiding boydem
I bring the bombs and I deploy them
Youre an MD, I might destroy him
Heard your track, it was mighty boring
I wouldnt even wipe the floor with it
Tunes catchy, no chorus in it
You aint heard my song but know all the lyrics, like how that work?
My b**hes hold shh and they all know how that work
You say you shut down, looks like your crowd dont work
I smoked your weed and your loud dont work
How that work? How that work? How that work? b**h, how that work?
Talk about Ps, not a pound in your purse
Jump in the whip, push down and reverse
Why? Cause Im back
Why they catting the flows and all that?
If I get mad, whos holding me back?
Not her, not him
Im so wavy so its only right that Im show-boating
Please dont get motion sick
Going in straight from the jump
Rolled me something and it weighed about a tonne
Dont say my sh** is lit or its crunk
We dont even say that sh** in England
Like, please please please, tell me that my sh** is greazy
I bet I sound nothing like Little Weezy
Shut down shows, I dont do no freebies
Bow down when you see me
I dropped Dont f** With Them and now theyre f**ing with me, wow how ironic
Any flow I bring is iconic
If you really want it then Im on it
Ride in the whip, tiptronic
You know my style, you know my swag
Them girl there, na they aint bad
Badder than who? Bader than what?
Never, not me
Them girl tried but I did it properly
Im going in straight for the k**
Run up in the shop, head straight for the till
Leave off of that, cause lets be real
Them bars there arent paying your bills
No way, them bars there cant suffice
Them bars, you cant survive off that
Thats your flow, [?]


Send for me, I aint writing back
I wont even hear your sh**
Youll spend money and time on a vid for me
Meanwhile Ill be busy making history
Thats how you add insult to injury
Wow, they all wanna f** with me now
Emails have been getting on top of me now
Cause I am the wave
And I dont behave
So f**ing with me, f** around and drown
f**ing with me, it will be lights out
Them girl there wanna copy my style
Shut down shows like I put the mic down
They say oh my days when they see me on nights out
Tell me that theyve got me on Soundcloud, bless up
Hope that they buy my sh** but no pressure
Aint my flex, that aint how Im set up
Its my pleasure and its at your leisure
Whos in charge? Well Im in charge
Whos the boss? Well Im the boss
Whos the cure and whos the cause?
Who is real, whos Santa Claus?
And what the bumba, what the ra**?
Whos the b**h behind the mask?
Whos the jury, whos the judge?
Who fell off, you unsurpa**ed
Who the f** and whos the fuss?
Whos the p**y, whos Mufasa? Me
Tell them girls, do not f** with me
Told them already I dont f** with them, like say I didnt say it properly
I dont wanna tell them again, I think you had this idea the weak was on par
But Im in a higher tier, youre not in my cla**
If you wanna take it there then we can go fast
Got myself a rocket then I have a blast
Oh my gosh, skippy flows
That kind of have you on your tippy toes
That kind that makes you wanna let your whole city know
Punchlines even with a drippy nose
You dont wanna come against Nadz
I take them girl for punching bags
Take them girl for trash
Think its a game? Youve met your match
Think its a game? Youve met your d**h
Dont make the grade, youve failed your test
If youve got a brain inside your head
See me in the rave, you should play dead
Came with that grade, can smell that stench
Making it rain and make it stretch
Make sure Im paid and we get fed
Not just in cash, pay me respect
Cause like I said
Whos in charge? Well Im in charge
Whos the boss? Well Im the boss
Whos the cure and whos the cause?
Who is real, whos Santa Claus?
What the bumba, what the ra**?
Whos the b**h behind the mask?
Whos the jury, whos the judge?
Who fell off, you unsurpa**ed
Who the f** and whos the fuss?
Whos the p**y, whos Mufasa? Me

Date of text publication: 17.01.2021 at 06:56