The Playmaker

Verse (D-Cipher):
Don’t trust the hype, come hear the evidence
They can’t believe what comes out my mouth, I’m like the President
Step and you settin’ a precedent
Just like that John Denver track, I’ll take it to your residence
Yo that’s a bad crew
I’m not surprised by generic raps, shit, half of you cats should be named Matthew
I don’t need to lay hands to smash you
This that Smokewell, my weed choke bitches so I don’t have to

Verse (Cee):
Y’all can find me at the spot, 350s and a hoodie on
Vivid brilliance, I’m the new LeBron, sue me dog
Low key OG still I’m stupid raw
Seen a lotta rappers come and go like a booty call
I put too much into this shit to be cashing out
I’m the homie that my real friends brag about
The play maker, I stay major, the game changer
My dues paid up, the new ager, a true statesman, it’s Cee

Hook (Jonathan Emile):
Man dem wan play
Dem don’t know that dem hold di heat ‘round the way
Don’t catch a stray
Dem don’t know that dem hold di heat ‘round the way
We gonna have to make a move
And so the Play Makers a do
Man dem wan play
Dem don’t know that dem hold di heat ‘round the way

Verse (Jonathan Emile):
Know what I’m talkin’ ‘bout?
This propaganda just a word of mouth
Wasteman dialogue, was way better up in analogue
Digital spear, a critical year, subliminal fears
While they met with only minimal tears
Millions dying, conspiring while the zealots, they cheer
Babylon Shitstem and the decline is stylish
Jonathan pon lock like I’m killin’ the virus

Verse (Notion):
Yo it’s Nosh the spin doctor, rollin’ a spliff proper
Holdin’ a fifth, flow is so slick, you trippin’ right onta’
The play maker that’s making the lame haters
And the naysayers keep throwing haymakers
I’ll be vacayin’ in a safe haven
With my eight favourites, people wantin’ names but homie, I ain’t sayin’
Snakes always coming with games, I ain’t playin’
Fakes runnin’ recycled plays, stay flagrant, I’m sayin’

Hook (Jonathan Emile):
Man dem wan play
Dem don’t know that dem hold di heat ‘round the way
Don’t catch a stray
Dem don’t know that dem hold di heat ‘round the way
We gonna have to make a move
And so the Play Makers a do
Man dem wan play
Dem don’t know that dem hold di heat ‘round the way

Verse (Po3):
Y’all like “It can’t be him!”, yup, then I’m on my way
Winged feet, no Greek in me, I stay on my Js
Being a leader doesn’t mean that you’s ahead of the people
It says you threading a needle getting that ball right placed
I’m alright thanks, my team stay moving the rock
Smoothly we talk, used to be at the bottom losing a lot
Until we moved the top, gathered a few who could rock
And did what we had to do to keep improving the stock, now we the champions

Verse (Myer Clarity):
Now we the champions, huh, word to Queen though
The Queen that we know, not the Queen that stealing people
I peep the future in my sleep and keep it to a T though
So even Cee know, that we gon’ see some future C-notes
Like sheet scores, I’m eco-friendly, that mean I do dirt
But meek though, when meek don’t ‘herit nothing but doomed earth
The truth hurts but they hate that I’m back
You wanna work? We can start with you playing my tracks, so let’s go

Hook (Jonathan Emile):
Man dem wan play
Dem don’t know that dem hold di heat ‘round the way
Don’t catch a stray
Dem don’t know that dem hold di heat ‘round the way
We gonna have to make a move
And so the Play Makers a do
Man dem wan play
Dem don’t know that dem hold di heat ‘round the way

Verse (theory):
Ay yo, can I get on the track? “Yeah fam, if you wanna”
OK, clear the way, coz this banger’s a goner
Name is theory, hey, I’m a man of my honour
Smack ‘em with the hand of god like I’m Maradona
They mad at the talent ‘coz it’s actually longer
Than flying straight from Canada to Yarrawonga (Aussie, Aussie)
Watch who you warrin’ with, I battle stronger
I take speccies in rap, I’m Warrick Cappadonna, what’s up?

Verse (Rock Abruham):
No point in rushing these raps when I’m the best one
Came a long way from pumping that gas like Exxon
Rock A., who got the hardest raps?
Told my side bitch to shut her mouth and simply arch her back
No push to industry bird ass niggas
Buncha props behind the curtain ass niggas
DC shit, keep the peasants in a ditch
Ever been to the monument? There’s levels to this shit

Hook (Jonathan Emile):
Man dem wan play
Dem don’t know that dem hold di heat ‘round the way
Don’t catch a stray
Dem don’t know that dem hold di heat ‘round the way
We gonna have to make a move
And so the Play Makers a do
Man dem wan play
Dem don’t know that dem hold di heat ‘round the way