[Lyrics] Ladipoe – LOTR II (Leader Of The Revivals II) Lyrics

Lyrics
Here we go again
But we gotta get it right
Yeah
LOTR two
LOTR two
Truth is
I haven’t slept for a couple days
A cup of caffeinated paracetamol for the pain
I cannot explain my recent moment of clarity
But life is a dream, if death is reality
So, I keep being me
Authentic, pure, no additives
The secret to longevity
Is always rewrite the narrative
Truth translates in all languages
Excuse me while I- take the floor
Quiet down
Tell the doctor there’s still beef inside my diet now
You become a target
When you make it up to higher ground
Pray the only shots I ever take is when I’m buying ’round
I hate the irony of COVID-19’s
Arrival on a generation
Already obsessed about going viral
Thinking if I miss the time
When OnlyFans were disciples
Now-a-days OnlyFans another mode of survival
Heh-hey
Hahahahaha
I know that money doesn’t grow on trees
I know the root of all evil is in the heart, and not in currencies
I put some faith in people, but most of it goes in property
‘Cause I no dey their beard gang
I’m in that landlord “You better pay me my rent, ” gang
I’m in that tear rubber
“No license plate over here, ” gang
That if you get it up
You know I’m taking your chair, gang
That big money sweet
But always better to share, gang (ou)
I know that it’s my year, gang
But I’m still that same boy from Ikeja
Tailor made flow every measure
Megan Thee Stallion knees
Sexy, but build for the pressure
Real as they come feel the texture
So, I will tell my professor
Remember the name
But don’t forget there’s no H in the Eso, yeah (yeah)
No rodents have claim to my cheddar
Wrinkles or stain in my leather
Many would pay for the pleasure
So, I built the fanbase
Paint the landscape
Worried I’m getting sick
I lost my sense of smell, and taste
Before the jealousy, is there a COVID test I can take?
Even before the virus, men, I didn’t do handshakes
Pull up on my handbrake, baby, make me swerve
Dotting I’s, crossing T’s, leave my mark with every word
The signature is just an autograph that says, “Pay me first”
Even when the drip is heavy
It doesn’t always quench the thirst
I’m all about the bread, but this jam (jam)
Hard to be the G.O.A.T when these rams
Hard-headed as f- I can’t (mtchew)
Anyway, anyway, that be their own palava
Me, I know say I dey rap, you know the flow “shawarma”
Me, I know say I dey trap from here to Guagalada
Shout-out to my homies in jalabias, and white agbadas
The sun, and the moon would never set on your generation
The drought of harmattan would never reach your doorstep
Indeed, there would be no doorsteps to thread upon
Or doors to knock upon for all who will be open to you
For you are the child of the great justices, and major generals of old
And you will lead your nation forward as the leader of the revival