Yahweh - Frank Knight, Redddaz

What happen to the rap game is really a shame everybody front like they illy

and bang

Attention whores, crap fame, silly and lame they industry snakes with a

reptilian gang

Clout chasers never been the willy with the reign I beat em till they purple

get Ceily with the pain

I’m hot dog but I’m chilly with the aim when I scope your mouth wash it guilly

your brain

Take ya top off drop it if you pop shit and the message of love you not with

This world had been done got sick from nonsense but it’s more to life than the

concept

To see what you can gain when you rap it became a flip like the game of the trap

Making sure we remain in a trap but they might go insane with the fact

That the black man gotta do what the black man can do stay lit like a candle

With a black queen thick as bamboo down to catch a lick when it’s on the paper

like bamboo

Cause I gotta put the money in the pocket of the people just so way we got

another away to block up off all the evil

Man I hate seeing drug fiend families who in love with deep taste of the rock

or the needle

And no perks for jerks if they acts and words don’t put in the work for the

work of Kool Herc

Cause then I see you as a systematic plan to destroy the black man and hurt our

worth

I’m black Rambo to the uncle Tom Sambo who happen to serve Saxon and rep Anglo

While I stand code blam foes with the Bruce Leeroy hand glow

Original bad man style

Original bad man style

Original bad man style

Don’t you act rude boy you know I’m still a rudebwoy (2x)

Brooklyn in the house and we always hold it down

Brooklyn in the house and we always hold it down

Brooklyn in the house and we always hold it down

Brooklyn in the house and we always hold it down

I’m the man of this shit like I ran through the strips put a gun in your mouth

and expanded yo lips

Put my man on your chips take the band off your wrist my hand on your chick she

a fan of the cliques

Got a couple homies in my rap group, fuck around the beat makers might clap you

Keep calm better learn how to act fool, go nuts be casualty after cashew

You’ll be living on the run like a hoe on the track, pray to God that we never

ever catch you

Still we do what we have to mash you, treat you like dope in poverty we trap you

I loss friends, who I knew in the very beginning, funny how’s ends had became

the ending

But fuck that baby I just keep on living cause Jordan still Jordan without

Pippin

Still tend to do my thug thizzle ain’t trying to move from where the slugs

drizzle

I’m trying to make a change so they don’t hit you, and solve every damn mother

fucking drug issue

Told you in the first verse how the drug shit hurts, this os more deep than

church with both foot in

Talking ‘bout the work we got put in, cause you know faith without work get you

nothing

I use the power Yahweh allowed us to push mountains boundless and countless

hours

The riches surrounding round us, ain’t yours, don’t be counting ours

This for the people who go through it, got to spirit bomb the hate and Goku it

Take all the energy don’t roll through it, let your inner g make your soul do it

Original bad man style

Original bad man style

Original bad man style

Don’t you act rude boy you know I’m still a rudebwoy (2x)

Brooklyn in the house and we always hold it down

Brooklyn in the house and we always hold it down

Brooklyn in the house and we always hold it down

Brooklyn in the house and we always hold it down

Well dat one dedicate all original bad man, bad gal mc dem

Weh come fi mitigate all di digital carbon copy weh pretend

Watch them assimilate wit the fictional

And guan like dem ah di baddest men

But the whole ah dem ah bait, mi nuh business

Cause dem can’t fuck wit the pen

Yo wah do unnu man?

Me nah know what dem ah try

Then chat bout them ah di truth

But ah just one bag ah lie

When dem get inna di booth

Bout inna di car

And inna di gal

A movie to wha

A shoo by do buah

Scoobity do buois

Mi seh, unnu really need fi stop and fuck off

Wait as a mattafact see dat cliff deh, guan go to the edge, chuck off

Go tell di ground, Konnichiwa

Lava deyah pon di riddim wit a heater

Right off ah di block where niggas blast the heaters

Nigga you could die over a bag of cheeba and it Annuh nothin either

So it go inna di meaner, side of town weh cold like liquid nitrogen

I take it and I turned it to a homicidal, flow dem could a never see no John

Cena but a fi di vanentine

Lyrical LSD when a Knizza come thru wit di Redddafyah

When we come thru, Haffi lock down di place and make them pussy-hole artist fi

retire

Brooklyn 718, do it for the bad man and bad gal straight

We nuh really care how di whole ah dem a hate

Cause yuh dun know seh di whole ah we great, come now

Original bad man style

Original bad man style

Original bad man style

Don’t you act rude boy you know I’m still a rudebwoy (2x)

Brooklyn in the house and we always hold it down

Brooklyn in the house and we always hold it down

Brooklyn in the house and we always hold it down

Brooklyn in the house and we always hold it down