ELLIS FT BLAY  IMPERFECTIONS  PROD BY ELORM

Shady Ft Blay - Talk Thru &free Ur Mind  Prod By Elorm

Intro.... 

It's funny man... 
Like these dudes wanna hear tales about how I came to belgium. 
Real dudes don't tell their stories. 
Somebody has to do it. Let's get to bars. 
Before it gets bloody! 

Yo it's your boy Blay on the beat man
Before I grab the mic Yall better take a seat man 
They tried to burry us they never knew that we were seeds man 
And these homies quick to say they real I press delete man 
See nowadays real friends can be bought 
Buy these homies drinks then get the real friend support 
It ain't nothing like a real friend it's just friends with benefits 
Couldnt buy these homies Jordan's, adious the end of it 
Now they switching up your homie sending you subliminals 
Now they putting sneakers over friendships 
If money grew on trees I swear to you I'll be the branches 
They ain't even picking calls no more 
They'd rather sit on Facebook everyday and spread rumour 
It's 2016 everybody is still in their feelings 
And I'm the only person tryna book a trip to Sweden 
I'm in my peace zone I can't be bothered 
I got these mad bars that I ain't even yet recorded 
I know they mad because He don't believe it 
I know a lotta people who be killing for religion 
It's incompassionate the way my bars assassinate  
These wannabe rappers once they hear me them go hibernate 
This life is bigger than we ever see
It's even bigger, glitter than a bling bling of a fake emcee 
I'm bout to swallow em 
Scare these other rappers like it's Halloween 
Brother man what we do we elevate the brotherman
Avoiding spewing hate behind the back of a brotherman
Penalize me for breaking rules 
Swear your flow doesn't energize me, see hell is breaking lose 
Word to the deaf they no dey barb my rhymes homie 
Word to the curb don't bite the hand that feed you homie 
Im a one man army like the gang that beat your homies 
Golden eyes records everything a brother dreamed homie 
The ones that never seen my struggle always talk the most 
They say the ones that never talking be the dudes that do the most 
I'm far from holding grudges I don't even see the logic 
See the bull from a mile away before I even dodge it 
And I'm the coolest thing they wouldn't dare to tamper with 
These menners be like Blay dey rap I tell'em that's a tip of it 
I'm still at it crave for rap like a drug addict 
Suffocating brothers with these bars 
My flow is asthmatic 
It's a banger, banger 
These homies screaming hunger, hunger 
I feed em with these flows 
I have a feeling one day we gon ride all these wheels !


Outtro.... (dutch)

Mensen gaan snel je worden verdraain bij elke situatie. Deze dagen ik hoor, kijk en zwijg gewoon!

Some of your day 1s been jealous of you since day 2
And thats major key alert!


Blay - A Tale Of 2 Citiez Refix

CJay ft Rino, Ato Muller & Frosty Billz

Blay - Abr)fos3m

Ato Muller ft Rino - One More Dance

Verse 1

I aint tryna be the best I'm tryna do my best
You know its me, myself and I so where's my competition
Its funny how you no dey slaughter house and yet you beefing
You only blowing up on twitter take it easy man
For sheygey see these undergrounds they make me dizzy man
I should have said I'm sleeping on em but its cheeky man
So brother meek you haven't even made a milly man
Don't think I'm tryna cause you I don't need that fancy costume
My place is vacant cos you homeless rappers need some more room
You claim to be the king
You ain't no Luther king
You couldn't bear the calls I'm even lending you my sim
And this the kinda rhyme you dumbers couldn't read between
They say the first shall be the last well dodge I'm in between
But I ain't even looking shun dey sey you can't be seen
I spread you homies daily bread I'm something like magarine
I make it butter I turn these brothers nightmares to dreams
Its never what it seems
I mean behind the scenes
They just go bark but wouldn't bite, I'm saying
These dawgs are cyber bullies watching over social sites
They self esteem is premature but twitter ain't the cure
You acting harder to the core we know you insecure
Now shout out to them twitter gang or internet gangsters
Either way ma paddie see your team is so senseless
I'm taking off fly

Hook;

This tape is made in ghana
Boys dey cop am like designer
Feel the bars it hit your speakers know its going hammer
This no be joke my paddie
Every tom and dick should harry
To soak it all the way you homies always soak your gari

Verse 2

You drive me crazy baby I don't even need a chauffeur
I rarely hit the booth if I do this game is gon be over
And I can feel the weight as if this world is on my shoulder
Better days ahead you tripping you aint getting there
Y3 balli tis3 gunners
I'm hotter as the sun is
Hw3 Tadi boys na key a I wonder if them boys be pianist
I love the way you lie but chale you boys for keep it hundred
I'm made in Ghana chale my ambition that of Wale
I kick you shine blockers to the curb like chaskele
I'm in my own league this no be glo premier, mate
Balls harder as though your brother got a hernia, mate
I run this game like some kenyan athlete
You rappers don't believe it like some unbelieving atheist
I spit the truth you don't hear me tho you need some dre beats
I'm locked behind these bars coti se mi rappi beat
I am Blay my flow is colder like an AC
You rappers faking God is watching you in HD
They tryna fit in but I'm, tryna do me
These cheating ass rappers say they wanna school me
You no get class so how you go fi even be my roomie
I'm taking off fly

Hook;

This tape is made in ghana
Boys dey cop am like designer
Feel the bars it hit your speakers know its going hammer
This no be joke my paddie
Every tom and dick should harry
To soak it all the way you homies always soak your gari

Verse 3

Third verse I'm bout to wrap it up
The first and second made you homies lose your appetite
Like blay's supposed to preach about the gospel
My idol, he's always tweeting something bout the bible
As if that makes me holy
And ever since that twitter came no bro get private life
They telling strangers what dey go on in they marriage life
It doesn't make a difference watchu eating
So when you wake up bow and thank your God that you're breathing

Still vibes what it do.  By now these menners dey wonder why my third verse is short. That's prolly ma outtro


Made In Ghana (Intro) (Feat. Blay) (Mixed. by Oil City Vibez)

Intro;

Ah, its your man blay. What I'm bout to spit is more like, proverbs (b3bus3m). So why don't u sit back, relax n give me your ears. Its goes like!

verse 1

i'll be the head and never be the tail
if we live on bread alone spiritually u know we fail
this life's a deadly voyage get a map before u sail
they rushing thru this journey brothas ought 2 c d snail
these rappers claiming that they sick forgot to take they pill
so dada bee stop fakin hustle u just had ur meal
im bouta get it straight, aint nothing gay about it
they taking shots at me as though im on the red carpet
its human nature when you make it everybody hatcha
but they pretend to love you nothing bout you that they value
we seeing through these homies from the lowest of our IQ
they couldnt read between the lines im talking all these rhymes
cos im undecoded see im something like a rocket science
i'll never seize to be, compare me to the air you breath
i be the impeding virus in your system that you cant delete
now play this back to back
to scare these homies tryna fink im bringing back 2pac
these brains are superstitious brothers ought to feed they mind
philosophy's delicious sophomoric come and dine
they lied to me they said that blood is thicker than bonaqua
ive seen a brother kill his own relation for a jaguar
they talking money, cars
im talking pain and scars
cos I don't see the point in living fast and dying young
dont get it twisted even though you spot a few cars
the race is never for the swift i always tell my hood rats
dont bring a topic for discussion not to put in action
its like you laying down the block and dreaming bout a mansion
so do the maths the fraction never works
these lazy ass rappers knew they gonna fail the test
they thought they sleeping on me all this while they fell in coma
i stepped my game up like Barca aint no AS Roma
im undefeated with these punches that they cant decipher so they prolly claim my flow's dope to get me super hyper
illuminati's when you rich and famous?
i guess the reason why my homies scared of taking chances?
you drawing closer to your grave u better drop the pencil
no-money is the evil, having it could be an equal
so pray for balance jah will always make it all my ppl....
i know this convo is getting boring now
lets switch it all to food joints ya know im one in town
my daily bread is special art is martial
these demons coming after me they fear my angel Michael
this realest homie looking after me forget asylum
so they defending lies, politics and law they gonna pay this price, whatever brotherman go do they'll never fail to criticise
its comfy sleeping on you rappers ina kingsize
but a murder case incase u try to take the kings wife
im not offended cos they cant discern me
my manners from above reflecting thru my bars as though the heavens sent me
it's pretty cool to walk on water but the magic is
you dont betray your brother even if the money very big
The studio bills alone will make you wanna hang the mic
You got the skills but where the money dey?
You see the reason why the wack and rich are always near the heavens gate
Blay, I quit
Saturday

Blay - Back To The Top Freestyle ( J. Cole cover)

Rino Meets Killarhyme (Freestyle)

verse 1 chillz

put your gun down bro! i mean no war
tho the streets raised me, hustle was the law
we crushed buildings,never sold chicken..
got some few dudes hating buh we did more
Fake friends!!that the shit i dun like..
im bring words to a fist fight,n when i start punching,they call me mark twain,..vocabulary i hit tight..
she said im so fly,like i work in the airforce
turn me up man,.. i sell core
this game needs me,like am a call boy
keeping it on.a don-juan to a sex toy
wont fed up of fame,i wont kurt cobain
u knw my name,i survive crush like kanye
and see how i pack my rhymes like rakim
hit beats like eric b..im the microphone fiend
yeah Now.....call me the microphone king
dudes like me are scarce like zombies in africa.
...poetical deep
buh aint the dusty foot philospher
they cnt understand me like ancient mathematics..
hail mary..im reciting this shit like a catholic
im hard to understand...im illogicaly logic..in my lines
retards eludes the logic in my rhymes
they get lost in my lines..like i write without lines
mic holocaust,man got arrested for the crime..
cuz no one survived the punchlines,
sweeeeeaaaaaat!
im pass the bar,im off the limit
and my punches,i keep them together like marriage..
raw realism...indecisive moves aint relevant
never trust no one..not even rev---ere--nds
tis why ,im so discrete like the mayans
real gee.oboi...i drive by like monuments
tho im underground,turn me up like horny
sit on me,ride vrooom vroom like u on a harley
i need to be heard,.call me..bill cosby
making mocks,doping up quotes relatively
they hate me for being real,so they being hemolysin to a red blood cell..
putting virgin mary to her early menopause
prally making jesus' history an old tale...!.unrestrained as....... a bed in an hotel.
real as i get,mehn this shit...... they gon tell
cuz im cracking this instrumental like an egg shell
get me arrested for killing this rhymes wid verse ,take me to jail..im prally gonna be bailed.i yield
i guez y'all wonder why im speaking this
u cnt criticize us,we kick knowledge not sentiments
we cnt be reconyz,got our face covered like talibans
i wish sick rappers health,drink telt
and if u wanna know me,know africa,my continent!!
turnMeUpSon

verse 2 Blay 

Minim d3 boys kasa
Yes, I know say boys dey talk
Another beat is being killed who's going to call the judge
Brotha look, s3 mitsew free a gyis3 wodi choke
Pause, you boys say you shun dey beef just saw eating pork
Blay, I'm just a click awayI got these rappers looking for the cursor they gon learn today
Haha I'm back to the topic
Call it gospel rap but I don't even need a pulpit
Na Wai nny3 azonto let's see how many people will cop it
Its 30 over 100Wack music getting all the promo nowadays twitter rappers getting pampered
Born and bred in Tadi, its like a jungle out here
Before you blow you gotta make the monkeys dance without fear
I drop it like its hot I prolly leave the mic burning
These breast feeding rappers all a product of my semen
Jokes, I do this when I'm bored
I couldn't bet my whole life on this I can't afford
Listen, Blay's not a rapperI wanna live a simple life just like any other
Its all about the passion that I keep on throwing records
You did a record, its banging so you big headed
Get a life, seek Christ, there's more to life
M3nfa no high, ein all be vanity, we all go die
I ain't tryna make a living off this
At least they gotta hear my message fore' I leave office
The bread winner, flow's meaner, burry me a gee
I'm lying I ain't Pac God's son I'm on my knees
I mean these bars are deeper you can call it 6 feet
They say its about to get ugly and they really mean it
These rappers lyrics bogus see they done corrupt we finish
I couldn't buy your lies, me a fickle minded fellow
They talking bout they balling we the coaches like Capello
And I'm the epitome of discipline,
So try to sweet talk me and I'll inject the insulin
We never getting paid for this yet it's dividends
You couldve caught a glimpse only if you stayed at zenith
K.I.z.O ma brutha
Bibini waddup
Loyd I see you my cold blood
Tony man its going down you know


Blay

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