Let me hit u with the new Flavour ɛnyɛ adaada Flowking Stone is back
On the mic with the rap Sɛ wo da a da Yɛ bɔ fifa 2020 Wo se brick
Game, w′ahyɛda anaa Go tell African rapSɛ the king is in the building Dada aba
George Gyara feature me Aso somewhere 2003,
Almost 20 years ago ɛnyɛ ɛnɛ na me ne obi ɛba Abɛ pre Te firi wo age
Mu na w'adi sɛn Me ho na ɛfɛ yɛ nnyɛ tipɛn Make u no Dey
I′m from the era of Cassete, baggy jeans,
Floppy disc But I still Dey murder the boys in this age of internet
They can never touch my intellect On my name u put respect
You've been sleeping on the best When you wake you will regret
Bisa Lord Kenya deɛ me ne menua Kunta de yɛ boys city hotel 1997
Tupac night e no be today we Dey give them hell How many
Artists who Dey go solo from a group become successful like Flowking
How many rappers who Dey make hits
Right now made hits in the early 2000s
Name them, I will wait...
She be like, after he made us Go low so Simple now Flowking Dey Blow
My mind Wedding bɛn Na wo nte wɔ aseɛ Programs Akitua ne emu akaseɛ
Nso Same energy a yɛ de bɛ pushy wo din anka yɛ de bɛ mia wo ahyɛ
Nfinfin ' sɛ deɛ ɛto kɛseɛ de yɛ G string Saa wo su a na osere I came
In I saw it I did it again and again Over 20years still I Dey reign
As a king They be lying to them sɛ they
Running the game ɛnkosi dabɛn Na Ghana bɛ ka nokware
They be counting 1,2,3
Without the 1 So the number 2 becomes the first,
The 1 But you can never replace the 1 I no be one of them I be the 1
Boy no speedy, Formula 1
And my position is 2- 1
Second to none, Me ne rap te sɛ Rasta ne Iwan
Allow my mouth to wow the crowd a while I′m proud they used to doubt
But now I′m out they shout aloud
The round of applause They bow, but how
My crown will never go down so bounce Wo ne me kɔ pound for pound a
Maka wo, me goons around adwa wo,
Ya pa wo, ya hao, ya pra wo, ya Gya wo
I be the dude the people Dey choose The one with the goods I'm back
On the news The game Dey abuse I never Dey
Loose My music Dey shoots The fools, They ooze
Nananana, Flow from Ghana, Copa cabana,
Raising the banner Sweet Banana in my cabana,
Charmer So the ladies are fallen like manna
BRA, BRA, BRA, BRA, BRA BRA, BRA, BRA, BRA,
BRA Not only your senior Best rapper Africa
See the problem be sey most of the fans no Dey really understand
What′s rap And the level we Dey be too advanced so the shallow
Thinkers no go bab We got rappers who got lyrics,
But can never be fast with the flow We got rappers who get flow,
So so nonfa Lyrics Them Dey Blow We got rappers who can never stick
To the theme, deɛ ɛbɛ ba ne tirimu biara na waka We get
Rappers who Dey deliver with vim, nso ɛya ne nsem no mu ɛha
Na dwene no nduro hɔ,
Nti ɔtry punchline biara na ɔde awɔ hɔ Ne flow yɛ Nkomo a ya rhyme
When u go deep poetry nni hɔ Then we got the baby's pool rappers who
Can never be deep,
Only commercial songs Then we get the Kendricks,
Flowking Stones and the Eminems few of the all round dons
I Dey talk about the masters master Flowking be the rappers rapper
Harder than the baddest gangsta Hustlers With the smartest rap bars
Flow makes demma rap best sankwas Wo counter a u will be captured
Faster Cut them off like Busta′s Rasta
I Dey put them in a casket faster
So many be telling me sɛ me na me de Ghana bɛ gye Grammy Dabi Nti me
Deɛ ma focuso me kɔ manim,
Ma yi mani Me believe sɛ deɛ me de Makoma ne ma dwene ne me body na
ɛbɛ follow na ɛbɛ ba mu Nti me deɛ me nfa me energy mma enemy Nobody
Go Dey bother me The realest go Dey follow me They feeling me,
Sɛ deɛ me si fa nwene me nsɛm te sɛ jorome
Whenever they Dey try pull me down e no Dey work
Err, sɛ mo deɛ na mo ngye me ndi sɛ me nso mɛtumi Afeeli stadium no
Bi ɛnɛ kɔ bisa Obuasi Me no me nfa ho ne mo adwene bone
Deɛ me de bɛ si mani so na mayɛ Mo adwene mu tum sɛ ɛmo ase
Forget awards, bebree omo tɔ Let's talk about rap,
ɛnyɛ sika a obi wɔ ɛnyɛ obi na ɛtɔ aduane mayɛ
Di Awards nso yɛ wɔ bi, ɛnɛ y3 bɛ di rap nkommo
Yɛn kɔ no rapper for rapper Bar for bar Flow to flow Style to style,
Wordplay, punchlines No bias Ebi there u go see say Bra yɛ BRA They
Be spitting gibberish Telling me sey they be sicker than syphilis
Trouble is, people they believe demma comedies Enemies playing with
The minds of the illiterate villagers pulling us We the best like I
Be Khaled I be limitless Forgetti the hater the realest go be feeling
Us Believers, spreading wanna name to the
Universe So we just forget everybody get the dividends
BRA, BRA, BRA, BRA, BRA BRA, BRA, BRA, BRA,
BRA Not only your senior Best rapper Africa
They never gave me half opportunity What they gave the rest
So if I′m till here, then I must have been the best
This game is full of melanin how can it be fair
When they paying bloggers double So my post they never share
But the few who Dey believe in the truth Still go push u thru
I've been abused but I refuse to loose They can never walk in my
Shoes When I'm in the booth It′s a proof that the best is still
On the move I will never stand Still, till they build my statue
Ask the rap doctor, And check my Medikal report,
I′m a very strongman They call me Stone because I Rock
I don't need to get the money first Before I sack their king
Wo top 5 mcees Flowking nim, Wo ignorance Na wo show no bɛdwam u
So many be ganging pɛ sɛ omo de sɛe me din Na omo agya me adwendwen
But me never thinking Hwɛ me Gyina pintin Sɛ mo na
Mo de me din kyinkyini Aduro So nso me never sinking
Ose sɛ nka wo nua kitua no anyare a Nka by now the whole world yɛ mo
Dea But u never gave up and u
Bounced back big Flowking Stone u be warrior
Me nwom ntwam da blue jeans Something like Gangsta be yellow tims
Still u Dey doubt that Flowking Then we
See say something Dey worry your brains
Ɔmo flow no yɛ one way Kyɛn Christians heaven kwan only thru Yesu
How many styles in the song ɛnwom
No si a na wo Akan, bars no nso dɔɔso
Chale we Dey innovate things In the
Art of rap that was never done I wi...
That was first of its kind Sɛ wo tie
Rapping drums no wie a san kɔ tie machine gun
But they will never tell u the truth Cos I′m never part of their
Group Either they sabotage or
Distabilize With their usual fake excuse
But I will never loose Sipping on ma juice
Chilling with the crew When they put me on the news
Falsely accused They wanna get the views But they never knew sɛ my
Name they Dey boost Packing up my tools in the booth I Dey shoot
Killing everybody no Dey pity anybody Nti ma paddy kɔ pɛ baabi
Tɛ na ma Bullet on the loose Vamoose, poof, Flowking Stone, BRA
