Morning After Morning ft. Abiade

[Hook: Abiade]

Been around the world and I
Morning after morning I
Hear the calling dawning I
Fighting through the yawning I
Wonder why I’m doing this
Them lot shouldn’t be doing this
In your ends I’m doing bits
Blessing like a Eucharist

[Verse 1: ShaoDow]

Sometimes I wanna pack my bags go China and not come back
Practice the art of defence and attack
Master the tiger, master the cat
Even mantis and rat, in a mountainous shack with a sword in my hand
It's a fact I'm enacting the awesomest plan
Travelling the land in a blue black van with my name on
I'm fantastic I know the guy that says flame on
Face it
I make the bass sick, you're basic
A waste of space, Shao's ser-rated
And eye can cut call that Lasik
I bring the war more like Kratos
Sure dangerous, when every step cause craters
So let me take it to the net no Lakers
F famous, man I'm trying to be the greatest
Listen bredder you don't wanna step into the lesson
Every second I'm progressing
Definition of a weapon, made for shelling and beheading
Leave you deader than a pheasant at a wedding
With no feathers and the dressing
I ain't messing with you peasants, tell em
If they forgetting I'll definitely come to get em in Reading, Sheffield or Selling, Expect I'll make an impression
I never needed your blessing to be a legend
I never needed your blessing to be a legend
Uh, I make cross bow music
One shot and I promise I'll make Cupid
Look sloppy not sorry ‘cos I do this
No hobby I'm chopping them all eunuchs
It's the underdog the subwoofer
From low key to Thunder God I must put the
Work in, to stay murking
You ain't doing it right if it ain't hurting
Naturally I'm flirting with danger no stranger to stress
Started at the bottom now I'm somewhere near the breasts
Music is my heart I feel it thumping in my chest
I'm becoming what I guessed without rushing through my quest
What you know about growing under pressure
Sandpit bredders wanna chat about the desert
Me I go hard till you taste my dust
All your bass are belong to us

[Hook: Abiade & ShaoDow]

Been around the world and I
Morning after morning I
Hear the calling dawning I
Fighting through the yawning I
Wonder why I’m doing this
Them lot shouldn’t be doing this
In your ends I’m doing bits
Blessing like a Eucharist

Been around the world and I
Morning after morning I
Hear the calling dawning I
Fighting through the yawning I
Wonder why I’m doing this
Them lot shouldn’t be doing this
In your ends I’m doing bits
Blessing like a Eucharist

[Verse 2 Abiade]

I don’t ever compete with rappers
Most rappers are lame
But if you wanna talk artistry with me cool cool
Pull up a seat bruv we're like the same
Umm umm
Having said that at me or mention my handle and twos two’s I’m at your brain
This ain’t for mandem, this ain’t for dames
This is for fam dem, this ain’t your lane
This shit is bonkaz, this ain’t a game
It kinda is, ten shots when I’m out on the piss
I was takin’ a slash at a K Dot show
Fans shaking my hand man it is what it is
You get from this game when you give what you give
We ain’t out here holding out for a Brit
We ain’t out here puttin’ out more Lookbooks than good hooks
Are you liking the pic
I paint when I spit it’s a Dali you div
I feast when I eat ain’t no starvin’ the kid
I only roll with legends, I can’t be down with peasants
Avenge with all my venom, like lucky number Slevin
I’m takin’ all my bredrins, from Beijing round to Devon
One thing you need to understand about me
I’m not to be understood
I know you bench press and you’re kinda hood
Check out your Benzo bro kinda boog
I’m in my rented, that I just dented
I got Robyn Fenty to charge my electric
South East London I must represent it
Hold tight Bow E3, can't neglect it
I just want to live grimy
I just want my pounded yam and my banging kicks to keep tidy
Shiiit I’m swearing on ShaoDow’s track
Man I can't spud spud if its wack if its wack
Now you have to wait till I’m back till I’m back
Till then, feel the vibe is my answer
I’m rolling with the Masterblaster

[Hook: Abiade]

Been around the world and I
Morning after morning I
Hear the calling dawning I
Fighting through the yawning I
Wonder why I’m doing this
Them lot shouldn’t be doing this
In your ends I’m doing bits
Blessing like a Eucharist