Akala - Bang With Us?

Song Rating: 8.55/10

Song lyrics:

Weve been on this ting for so long now

10 years at the top of my craft
Maybe not at the top of the charts
But who could tell me what independent touring the globe
And flows as cold as winter was in hand me down clothes
Live shows of the chain Toussaint
Seems I was born to be what you aint
A man that uses his art to fight
But still prospers in these hard times
So whats to hate when youre known around the globe, its great
And their known around the globe, its fake
The respects so high that
Left you in a jail full of lifers
A man sit in silence, try that
You cant buy that, nah bruv, I am that
Not because Im a k**er but because Im a (?) black
Cause contrary to the rumours
Our community is not a bunch of delinquents, we are students
But dont respect the system made by the k**ers
The ones that paint us as the villains
Back to the spittin
Listen, whos really my competition?
Really? Is there somethin that Im missin?
These kids are kittens fighting with a pitbull
Carefull my brother youll get your ship pulled

Who can bang with us? None (What!)
Who will stand with us? Come (What!)
Whos still doubting us? Dumb (What!)
Weve been on this ting for so long now
You cant bang with us, none
You wont stand with us, son
You still doubting us, dumb
Weve been on this ting for so long now

I got man puzzled like I dont get it
How is he still so well with so much message
Dont diss the sisters, celebrate k**ing other blacks
But still so f**in hard when he raps
I give you a tip, swag through the roof
Its no excuse to be boring cause you tell the truth
When its said and done, Im still the same as when I started
Aint having a bar for none of these artists


That not giving a f** gives me strength
Now I dont use it on us, use it on them
But defend what I have to
Sit down Matthew
Just one if my deciples, take notes
This is not music, this here is a sport
Whos ready for the ring ring fire?
You man are wetter than mans hair in Shoreditch
I think its time to retire, heir

Who can bang with us? None (What!)
Who will stand with us? Come (What!)
Whos still doubting us? Dumb (What!)
Weve been on this ting for so long now
You cant bang with us, none
You wont stand with us, son
You still doubting us, dumb
Weve been on this ting for so long now

Its the father, you can call me uncle Akala
Whats the palava with Ghana
Fans here to Ghana, globe, every corner
Punish every punk that is posing the hardest
Told you we tarnish those that are garbage
Get left for dead for opposing the carnage
So whos next, whos the best of me clones?
Take out a town like Obama with the drones
Known for the poems that scorch gin, poor ting
Probably (?) a 12 year old girls ga**ed at your king
But we are grown me so only grown women
And real hip hop heads, we care for their opinion
But where are my dominions?
I swear that your Brazilian
The way you got brutalised within your own kingdom
By this German efficiency, without the bigotry
Harder than the life of a black man in Italy

Who can bang with us? None (What!)
Who will stand with us? Come (What!)
Whos still doubting us? Dumb (What!)
Weve been on this ting for so long now
You cant bang with us, none
You wont stand with us, son
You still doubting us, dumb
Weve been on this ting for so long now

Date of text publication: 18.01.2021 at 17:10