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awfully hot coffee pot - dimèji lyrics

[intro]
real sh*t, real sh*t homie
all my people how you dey so?
for my people, how you dey so?

[verse 1]
this is just the intro, it’s not for the love of the videos
it’s underground rap in it’s embryo
it’s brymo speaking, so maybe you should listen
and if i ever blow, i will carry on the mission
return of the ruler, the son of oduduwa
we stopped ebola at the airport, could stop corona
brothers drunk in corners, the virus among us
if i flop, still be one of the greatest performers
i was searching for acceptance in the industry, my k!lling spree they rejected
the magazines i inspected, the pulp fiction
dissected the nigerian coalition, and suggested it’s all fiction
the friction in aburi accord
i report the mistrust, discord that led to the civil war
so keep your awards, y’all know i don’t need it
and if i touch a soul, it’s better than sold digits so

[chorus]
all my people how you dey so?
for my people, how you dey so?
brothers on the streets how you dey so?
the sisters on the streets how you dey so?
for the kids in the schools, how you dey so?
all my people wey dey hustle how you dey so?
we gotta get the cash, how you dey, how you dey?
how you dey, how you dey, how you dey?

[verse 2]
this is just the intro, it’s not for the love of the videos
it’s not for the club or the radio
maybe for university blogs and all the studios
it’s underground rap that’s just trapped in the embryo
i used to want to dumb it down, but that’s offensive
insulting the intelligence of listeners, i’m rather pensive
like the j*panese making a transcript of the sanskrit
with the pencil i’m quite attentive
searching for answers, even stumbled on the white lotus
trying to unlearn all the knowledge that the whites told us
trying to unburdened all the knowledge that be on my shoulders
like boulders, the truth is heavy so i rock regardless
no alternatives, sanwo*olu banning okadas and still we gonne be the riders
might just continua aluta from here to calcutta
rival of lex luthor in the body of john luther yeah

[verse 3]
this is just the intro, it’s not for the love of the videos
not for the club or the radio
maybe for university blogs and all the studios
underground rap that’s just trapped in the embryo
so keep your awards, y’all know i don’t need it
and if i touch a soul, it’s better than sold digits
i came from the bottom of the game, same time drake was saying
nothing was the same, money on my brain
then i regained consciousness in the metaphysical
proclaim king but, nah, no negro spiritual
drop bars, law students that ain’t afford
i still flow like kleptos in liquor stores
written in the stars, you know, with regards, the bars
you know we regards the bars
you know we regards the bars, the bars the bars, the bars yeah

[outro]

this is just the intro
and this is just the intro
real sh*t, real sh*t homie
ransom on the beat

- dimeji lyrics

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