Prodigal Sun

Irritation, the effect by the start conversations

Thick skulls always come across vacant

Full of shit, like full fat bacon hmmm

Grill them up when they get complacent

So what if I lost my patience

Blood bubbling hot through my veins like wobbling, bosh base bins quaking,

Screwfacing like my mad constipation

A razor tongue with an inner built inner fader that weighs a ton

Rocking stages from North West London to Lagos

Separate the real from the fake when it’s time to get paid

In lump sums, as soon as the job’s done

They’re all animated like chickens on the run

What these rappers think they’re on?

Mumbling on songs, sit back or you’re gonna get stung

Here I come here, here I come

Like the rays of the sun

Look at what I’ve become

Call me the Prodigal sun

Deeper the scars, the harder to let go

Damage done tenfolds, revenge essential

Pens force cuts through like stencils, straight from the temple of doom bap

Crushing dem fools caught up in a hype with no skills to match

Yaww that’s the growl of the thunder clap

Storm’s brewing so best know where you’re on the map

Life’s a maze filled with cul-de-sacs

Looking back to see a flamethrower

Blast from the past, could mean game over

Company you keep hostile takeover

It’s a damn shame that you ain’t sober

Steaming like a motor

We’re powered by the rays of the solar

Rise every day and stay focused on shining

To reach that goal, watch your pace and timing

Put that time in

Tranform like Optimus prime when