Boomer

Lord, I come to you hungry and tired

Bumpin’ X, car stereo, low pro tyres

Freeze frame, it’s a cold world when

The temperatures all go minus

On my knees, praying the man above hear me

All I need, Method and Mary

Sometimes, I break away and meditate

When I need clarity

A lack of peace is a tragedy

We made history but these pop artists trying to re-write it

I heard they’re making cartels now, haters united

Washed up artists with accumulated mileage

**, I say "Kwacha, good morning in Dollars"

Gave **s dap, thought I met some true brothers

But jealousy will make **s show their true colours

Dudes carry arms like a centipede

Never underestimate the enemy

They shot him in his head like "F John Kennedy"

So I play the middle class

Cheddar breeds jealousy

Patrons of the arts like the Medici

Man made, no pen and paper, crafted carefully

Seen 'em come, watched 'em go

The gift of longevity

Praying to thee, the holy father who is heavenly

That's when he gave me a vision and then I seen it all

Bob Marley shot the sheriff, he ain't shoot the deputy

Felt like a set up and they thought it through carefully

Witness eliminated, jury box scarcity

Crime scene contaminated and packed to capacity

The only evidence that’s left is the legend and the song

A planet of the apes where the leader is King Kong

And a fashion sense leaning towards Benetton

You can be a leader, regardless of what they tell us all

Daughter’s only 13, she got an online store

And you can have it all, the world is yours

When I pay attention, I do it in cash and I do it large

Y’all ain’t had the cahoonas to do it, who was in charge

Let it breathe for a little bit

Chill, let 'em meditate

Maybe even sit on it

My kids play with the crown when daddy’s away

Making money, what a dollarful day!

Eyyyyy

Runnin’ LSK from an overseas operation

And I might pop up on occasion

Ahhh

Man, it’s always the quiet ones, study this closely

I’ve been Michael Corleone

I’m done with the bullsh*t

And it’s your last rodeo

Holy smokes!

Lightning strikes twice in the same place

They’re saying that it struck last night

Ahhhh!

People thought I was done and I’m still going

Just imagine that Deadpool is the return of Logan

Waiting for the next episode, so we just go with it

Pay attention now, the price gets higher

'Cause we ain’t about to lower it

Heard so many rumours, it reminds me of when COVID hit

Blended in with rebellion, pretending to go with it

I’m a true example of what a stoic is

God put me here to inspire you so we can co-exist

People don’t wanna go with that, they wanna go with this

You can get with this or you can get with that

You can get with this

The choice is yours

My true heads know, it’s like a classic

Playing over daddy’s new banjo

Mam, I don’t want that apple pizza

With the smell of anchovies

Only the best in the genre, study this closely

Another hotstepper, could have been Ini Kamozi

We can go knuckle for knuckle, I’ll serve you a nosebleed

Eyyyy!

Activated character, prime Jon Jones

It’s too late for you amateurs, y’all can go home

Man, it’s always the quiet ones

I’ve been Michael Corleone

Moving in the shadows, making plays of my own

The king behind the curtain, that’s going blow for blow

If the music make you dance, I’m your brain’s motor control

That gospel, that back to life, that soul to soul

Is it your life that you sold?

You ain’t even in control

I gave to the Father, Spirit and Holy Ghost

God told me that success is my only road

It’s times like these I write verses inspired by Brad Jordan

Shout out to D

O

C

, shout out to Houston and Magnolia

Candy paint, wood grain, swangers on the whip

Slapped up, screwed up, dripped up, leaning

My life ain’t perfect, I lost friends, sometimes grieving

Lord I need you now

I need you now

I’ve come so far

I’m on my knees

Lord I need you now

I need you now

I’ve come so far

I’m on my knees