Daily Duppy (2020)

[Intro] Akala Daily Duppy Dark Lady, the novel Man wrote a whole novel blud, mad Back to the bars, listen [Verse 1] Who the best? What are you smoking? Beethoven couldn't compose this Better than Bolt on a track when strolling Words that I strap, clap you swollen Head full of holes, bed full of roses That's right, my pen is atrocious Fill him with lead when he bled it exposes Don't bleed ink like we do they posers Rethink your need to oppose us 'cause it lead to Jehovah You can't lead, heed what I told ya Ya go where you're told you're a chauffeur I don't care if you beg friends with Moses I won't spare your brethrens or soldiers I go spare with lead pens you know this And I don't share so best get your own shit It's the bite of a python, fight with a titan Eye for an eye son, I won't bly not a fly not on my one So don't try to be fly you will die son Rolling the dice on, Holdin' your life on When your bars suck like a dyson Worse than a bastard, words are arsenic Never have you heard that we ass kiss I'm so heavy when I kick the basket Half the manor that couldn't carry my casket Half the mandem that couldn't manage my classes Other half wouldn't pass it regardless Harder an artist? name him really Bars that I mastered, ain't they filthy By chance have I lasted, they ain't killed me Heart of darkness, yet I still be The best spitter to ever to touch mics here No hype, you got ears it's quite clear I've gone clear they gon' fear, the top tier I drop tears so much that I could stock beers I stopped here to clock mere pretenders And now they remember What a legend looks like when he enter And what a pleasant surprise that he render This rendition, this pens mission Is men missing, my youth listen Your friend wishing, his friend listened To man spitting, and then christened Himself a believer in the bar-ism Barbarism, Bars scar riddim Half ass villain, half past killing Man are old school like a rassclart shilling Don't believe me go ask Charles Dickens Twist up the riddim, like Oliver picking Pick up your lip and then properly pillage All of the property plots in the village Bring all your killers, all I see is dinners Your microwave bars will be done in a minute Dumb as you feel when you cum in a minute I'm duppying everyone's duppy, I kill it Don't know if you know that I is the spirit But that's an aside, let's get back to the spitting The matter of rapping a lyric I'm so far ahead that I have to admit it Get's embarrassing, bless them men and dem Tried so hard, but they just can't manage it Do like Stanis did, sacrifice your daughter Still couldn't slaughter a quarter Cliche to say the flow's water But we spray the most it's like Pornhub Cliche to say the flow's sauna But we bring the heat up like dawn does Everyone that saw us? They applaud us 'cause the words we speak is just gorgeous We swing like a crackhead's jaw does Half a battalion packed in a tour bus That's just my head, the fact it's enormous Cause all of the facts that I thought of Fracture your back and then walk off Like a casual chat with a Sawn-off I don't know why he is complaining? All I did was just beat his brains in No fight, I weren't even training I was eating my ackee and my callaloo Search the globe, never find a badder yout That's watching the news to find a bag of truth You'll be so confused, it's like badadoose You'll be so confused Everybody bad on the mic and play hard I make so many duppy you tink say deya graveyard Take charge, with eight bars I said more Than you've said in your life so poor Cor, blimey, Yard, limey Bars that will blind thee, try me Ridiculous flows, flips and the rolls Like a hint of the rose in a pit of skulls I know your mum said to stick to your goals But she lied blud, you ain't even close Better to quit now while you're ahead I'm ahead by so many leagues Better I sit down and shave my dreads Than let any speng believe He could load my ink in the cartridge Let alone print on a parchment The bar of the bars that I'm barking Spar with your spar and I spark him Nah I won't always love you Does man look like Dolly Parton? I'm uncle Akala, you know me Half a professor, half an emcee Half of an asshole, half a teacher Halfway bad breed, half a preacher You try tell me it's hard to reach you But this slap has a finders feature Look, clap, find your teeth blud Stay out my way ain't time to beef us Ain't no space for you here, we full up Bars that go over your head, you gotta pull up [Outro] Daily Duppy