Helly

Chorus
What you want with it?
I was born with it
My big bro in 96 bumping Cuban Linx
Still rocking Helly

Verse One

Bulletproof padded rap fabric enamoured
My polymers are callous you cats are unimaginative
My appearance on the planet apparent
Way I’m tapping in to other atoms like Nas & automatics

If you didn’t catch it, it don’t matter
I’m nomadic and outstanding like the Gap Band is
Unattached to the fruit of action
Doing it for passion student blue printing language

New standards set with it
A wise man don’t burn bridges until he can part water with lyrics
And I’m swimming, spitting acid at em
Unbalancing your PH level, heavy metals are hazardous

An anarchist put the calibre up on you amateurs
Weak mic handlers won't manage it
No comparison to us your wax tending to rust
Out tracks are platinum slow burn then I’m done

Chorus

What you want with it?
I was born with it
My big bro in 96 bumping Cuban Linx
Still rocking Helly

Verse Two

Shouts go to Denmark, my pen mark the page where your end start
Trespass here and you leave without the best part
More heart than Phar Lap cardiac acts upon the tarmac
Star running back like Bo jack

Playing two sports bumping too short with a new broad
Spit in cold blood your rap lukewarm
Want a coupon? Get your crew on? Need a few songs?
Rap Don illusion some views and now your roots gone

Fruit on the tree rotten, I don’t drink
But I pop the fucking top off and pour on you morons
Want the sweet shit? skip the pollen
The rap columnist in your monitor, D I ain’t a homonyn

You a myth like Romulus, build a city
And I split it down the middle with Ebonics like Lamont in it
Rap game economist, chump change followers
The dominant crown ruler, B’Boy document