Preferred Band/Artist: AKA
Verse 1:
It ain’t a golden life unless it is Jill
But you don’t know a Jack about Jill
So take two chill pills
Forward ever
Backwards never
But I’m still AKA backwards
Before further
I never did unnecessary begging
So I do necessary bragging
Fire better be high when I’m camping
Everything still under kontrol
There’s nothing as saam sokol
That’s just a small talk protocol
I only know the Lord of all
And they say I’m hostile
But I’m only hosting my style
And I don’t give a toast
Because this glass overflows
As in Simba the lion
But I prefix a mil
So I’m Simba the million
I mastered my first lap
I’m bored outta chase
You saying you the best
I’m all outta taste
Hook:
Small talk
small walk
More talk
No walk
Small talk
Small walk
More talk
No walk
Verse 2:
I never rise to the occasion
I raise the occasion and give myself a raise
But it’s a phase
Being a man you prove
You build a house you roof it
Rap to me is a calling
So I’m always on the phone
Like a call centre
I’m self-centered
And when I call for a session
It’s your call to contact a concussion
Because I conquer
You mockers
I used to be a supporting cast
But now I’m broad
I broadcast
Make it rain
Show-the-forecast
Don’t whether me about no weather
I do small talk unless it is biggie
You dig me?
Now leave me
Do big talk
Then keep me
But truth be told
I’m picky on big talking
No mimicking
Till I’m the reigning king
Take it all till there’s no remaining thing
Hook
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