May Owoyele - Notice

What is up, see what is up
There's a stash of gold right there at the corridor
But you cannot get it except you a walking corpse
Be willing to die, it's been shitty for what it's worth
Back then we had DVDs
Only lines we had on TV screens was when connection was poor
Then actual rappers came and still their connection was poor
They treat treat it like it's a game when it should be treated like sport
He said brother I noticed that you've been holding it down
He said brother I noticed that you've been chasing the crown
I said homie you don't notice shit
If you hear this, you'd prolly spit
Have a problem with it
You might go jump off the Oshodi bridge
Because ion give a fucking shit about the crowns
Or give a shit about the people you hanging around
Selling records, making grind
Different method everytime
Different hell of different rhymes
I might sing to you at times
Rappers egos so big, and unaccounted for like dark matter
Talking bout making fucking diss records like that matters
But I'm not bout that kinda life
I'm not bout to find a knife and stab myself with it
Hip-hop could be dead indeed
I could do the seventies, I could find Sunny Ade
Ask him to be there with me, let it chart for weeks again
What I'm saying is, I only give a shit about the people playing this
And that's the only game I'm playing with
Yeah

Written by:
Owoyele Mayokun

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