Hit 'Em Up Songtext
von Afrikan Boy

The rise of Captain Afrika
Kilonshele
(Instrumental)
Uh
Kilonshele Im the eba eater
Afro grime I run it like Kenya
I′m not a bus driver but I ride you like okada
If you got a bootleg cd
(Dapada)
When I was younger they said I was fat
I stopped learning how to swim just because of that
Now that I'm older they say I′m looking skinny F*ck what anybody thinks
I just do me!
Pounded yam belly, living poor,
I saw the rich on TV so I wanted more
The truth is I only rap cos they said I couldn't do it
Now, whose foolish?
Somebody better call Ashanti
Olushola but my aunty calls me sholly
She died of cancer
Are we human or are we dancer
Shouts out to my cousin africalabasha

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Kilonshele I′m the amala eater
Who stole my visa
I run it like Angola,
I'm not a bus driver but I ride you like okada
If you got a fake t-shirt then
(Dapada)
Live your life how you see it
Life is a gift
I'm just living in the present
Take a shot or two
So you know you can feel it
I be drinking super malt mixed with Guinness
Eba eater
I like my soup hot pepper
With three big meat
I keep the clothes neat
I keep my flow sharp so my family can eat
I keep my mind clear cos I know I gotta speak
Man I got to eat
Everybody got to eat
Music is my food and I′m feeling like I got a feast
I burped out the doubt,
Wash it down with hope
I′m the eba eater with a belly full of joke

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Black pepper
White salt,
Jollof rice,
Cold super malt
Obirin meta
Only one me,
Here comes the translation listen close
There′s three girls,
One I,
Champagne on ice,
One cup
Three bottles,
Two hands,
Six breasts,
Please excuse the math but I skipped the lecture
So I killed the class,
Now I′m the graduate of my own class,
A bottle holds liquid,
Air holds gas,
Listen up girl your jeans hold a lot of ass
We can go anywhere you want just ask
Kilonshele im the pounded yam eater
Who stole my visa
I run it like Nigeria
I'm not a bus driver but I ride you like okada
If you got my bootleg CD
Dapada

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Yeah, you've just been hit with another one
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Uh, you've just been hit with another one
I hit 'em up with another one
Yeah, you′ve just been hit with another one

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Yeah, you've just been hit with another one
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I hit ′em up with another one
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