Akala - War Lyrics

Akala means it can't be moved
Wise tug I stand firm
Like Muhammad or Malcolm
I won't budge, face it
This gyal naked or scrolls sacred
I'm the worst thing from England
Since the slave shit
Rappers still so real, it's time
Hit you so hard I separate
Your thoughts from your mind
Wizard of written kid
Blizzards spittin' I'm so cold
Fassies get exposed by my snub nosed flow
My 12-gauge frays at close range
And make you levitate
Like David Blaine, it ain't no game
Bredrin if you real, roll with it
This is the movement
It's Akala blud and you can't move it

Just another strap burst
Another black cursed, packed church
Another black man in a hearse before his 21st
Same story to tell all over the world
Crack sales, packed jails, sports
Music on sale shoot 3 points or score goals
Just the slang's different
You'll relate to my flow
Hoes suck dick when your neck all froze
And you're known to move
Stone cold duppying foes
What you know, about single mums on the dole?
Had to hustle, raising 3 kids on their own
That's why I'm so grimy now
Gotta give her the credit
She was always grinding
So for me it's genetic no matter what
Won't stop till my mum's living lavish
Shopping trips to Paris, till then
You faggots have had it
Talk a lot but you can't do shit to me
Shells among your iceberg will
Make you history

"There's a war going on outside no
Man is safe from" -

You can't crumble or stumble
You gotta stay strong
Show these suckers on top getting preyed on
Concrete streets
The heat'll leave you laid on
"There's a war going on outside no
Man is safe from" -

You can't crumble or stumble
You gotta stay strong
Show these suckers on top getting preyed on
Concrete streets
The heat'll leave you laid on

It's the jungle where the prey turned killer
Streets is a gym where man work
Out there to improve their fitness
Bigger weight you push, the bigger you get
Not the size of your pecs
But your cheques and your reps
Niggas is partners too take turns for sex
One run his mouth the other
Do reps with his index
You talk real slick but
Don't really want shit
Man I stock more magazines than WHSmith
And I ain't glorifying nuttin', just reality
Make no man, mishandle my dough or my family
Shit'll get worse than prison
For pedophiles and snitches
Cut you so wide you'll need
A rope for your stitches
Teach one but I fear none
I ain't just spittin'
Mine or your mum's gonna cry
Then my eardrum's ringing
'Cause shit, my mum's already lost 4 infants
The 3 boys then only me
That's why I'm so militant

"There's a war going on outside no
Man is safe from" -

You can't crumble or stumble
You gotta stay strong
Show these suckers on top getting preyed on
Concrete streets
The heat'll leave you laid on
"There's a war going on outside no
Man is safe from" -

You can't crumble or stumble
You gotta stay strong
Show these suckers on top getting preyed on
Concrete streets
The heat'll leave you laid on

I'm only 19 but my mind is older
I'm Europe's youngest black company owner
The style of wireless on this whole island
Shit's so rowdy
Burst your eardrum when I'm miming
I walk jeans sagging
It's hard to believe my GCSEs
Improved the nation's average
And these dicks think they know me well
The only thing hotter than my
Flow is the shells receivers go missing
The way I it can't be fixed by positions
Play your position
Before I stop rapping start spitting
And you little bitches resting in ditches
No one too credible for attention to medical
Slugs encase your cerebral
Make you a vegetable
Heat's unbearable, these streets are terrible
Kids are eating food even
Though it's inedible

"There's a war going on outside no
Man is safe from" -

You can't crumble or stumble
You gotta stay strong
Show these suckers on top getting preyed on
Concrete streets
The heat'll leave you laid on
"There's a war going on outside no
Man is safe from" -

You can't crumble or stumble
You gotta stay strong
Show these suckers on top getting preyed on
Concrete streets
The heat'll leave you laid on