Andale prod by Prodigy

Here 2 Stay (prod. by cmwbeats)

Lyrics written/vocal arrangements/produced by Jah-Femi Telewa
Rap performance by Jah-Femi Telewa
Beat by Namovskig


Crush em Lyrics 


Opening Skit 

Woman: hmm… hmm hmm hmm

Man: Darling who…who is that you’re listening to by the way?

Woman: who me, oh it’s just Jah-Femi

Man: JAH-FEMI… I thought you loved me?!? 

Woman: Be calm my dear, Be calm…


It’s your boy from the highway, don’t smoke now but in the past I did it my way
Call me Frank Sinatra, singing creamy tones with that goodness leaking out your speaker boxes, Muhammed Ali cause I’m skipping round my contenders and they punching air trying to hit at this, oh Lord 

Frankly I’m  down, got just enough spunk to let ya boys know it’s all popping baby it’s lit round here where we chilling in London Town 
King with no crown, the pen is but a sword when I write, its a given that’s it’s likely like I don sent like a million buddies bodies deep underground 

Watch me take flight, if the air is indeed breeze then I’m floating with eaze cutting air like skaters clutching wind carelessly at the highest heights 

Catch me I’m falling, but not by what you think, something happened pretty slick, I met this chick last week when I was busy with the boys inside the club balling


Chorus 
Crush em, anytime they move to you
Crush em
It’s what you’ve always known to do
Crush em
Their aims to get rid of you
Crush em 
before it’s late and you’re a victim too

Hard grown official, send shots like a pistol, good luck if it missed you, my lyrics shine like crystal, 
Conversation lack taste if it’s lies that you declare 
Words spoken aimlessly  don’t linger they’re just air 

Honourable gentleman, this guy knows he’s a better man, carved himself a better plan, financial freedom and relief from a  settlement 

Hit you with my top flow, some call it slow you know, call it what you want to call it, holla when you see or hear me on your radio

Chorus 
Crush em, anytime they move to you
Crush em
It’s what you’ve always known to do
Crush em
Their aims to get rid of you
Crush em 
before it’s late and you’re a victim too


Skit vox 
Streets aren’t safe with these boys in town.
They’re like monster trucks crushing everything or everyone in the paths.
Lord knows they’re decent too, not just talking technics but morals.
A real gift nowadays, 
Where everything is tainted it’s nice to find someone keeping it old school and clean
But still spitting that fire 
You know?? Ha ha

Crush 'Em (Remastered)

IM BACK I WAS LOCKED OUT MY ACCOUNT SORRY FOR THE WAIT!

Really Realz - ToXic!

Major

I'm jalapeno business cause the vibe with you is blazing. liquor by the pitcher like don't believe in pacing! comic coming soon to the artwork.

Religion

Black Seeds (Free Download)

[Intro: CHEE The Arti$t]
That's right
No cap 

[Verse 1: CHEE The Arti$t]
You gotta keep your head up
Overnight to be bosses 
Life is too dzamn short 
To be focused on losses 

Bring it down man 
You the one too arrogant for the top
Time is moving too fast
Better go slow down that clock 

It aint hard, to find yourself 
Lost in the jungle
Navigate your way
Just make sure not to fumble 

[Chorus: CHEE The Arti$t]
In the safe 
(In the safe)
I'm grateful for the little things in my way
(It wont stop me) 

Wash down all the mistakes
Protect my soul 
Build it up till it cannot break 
Get it now, you don't gotta wait
It aint random, might be fate
If you got demons, you gotta pray 

[Verse 2: CHEE The Arti$t]
Gotta pray now, its too late
I don't think so
There's plenty more time 
Don't believe in closed gates 

Slowing down theres time for me
I gotta put the past in the past
And ride for me
I don't wanna be suicidal 
Would you die for this? 

[Verse 3: Tatiwashe]
Never make the same mistake 
I was depressed and shit was different 
Play with my soul 
Like they wanna take it 

Nigga, I won't make the same mistake
Times were tough they didn't believe me
Talking my shit 
They said I was tweaking, nigga 

Walk through the sauce I'm never gon' stumble
Getting this far I had to go hustle 
Feel like Metro we don't trust you, yeah 

Gotta go hard till I'm in a coffin 
Off of the zaa
A young nigga coughing 

I had to go run after the bag
Foot on the gas I couldn't relax 
Real O.G and that is a fact
Keep it one hunnid, keep it a stack 

Strive to eradicate virtual evil 
Everything I do, I do for my people 
Nah nigga we not equal 

I'm fly as an eagle 
Murder the beat, raps is lethal
Feel like takealot I deliver 
Heart too cold never shiver

[Chorus: CHEE The Arti$t]
In the safe 
(In the safe)
I'm grateful for the little things in my way
(It wont stop me) 

Wash down all the mistakes
Protect my soul 
Build it up till it cannot break 
Get it now, you don't gotta wait
It aint random, might be fate
If you got demons, you gotta pray

MANDY!

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