The Trilogy (Feat. Abioseh & Songer)

At a time like this You should already know DL could rhyme like this If I haven't told you already, it's time I did Cos' I'm about to show you where the limelight is I'm pretty sure you guaranteed to highlight this I'm the most consistent, call me consist If you wanna bring to me, that's an unknown risk Top five easy, you dun' know this And when I'm on the mic, I got one motive I'm the brudda that will never go unnoticed There's never been a time when I was unfocused That's why I make bread like I run Hovis With a flow you can say is one of the coldest Like Hov', Kanye was known for Otis And I'm staying on top like one of the oldest And I cannot be tamed, cos' I'm ferocious and I'm explosive Verse Two Abioseh Oh hi there, I didn't see ya' Name's Abioseh, nice to meet ya' You don't know me from Adama and Eva So I'ma just give you this little teaser Melanin rich, in melanin's 'me' Like your juice sweet, but mines is sweeter You could take me out of Brum, but not out of me I rep my city like Lady Leshurr 5'6 with an off-standish demeanour Quite the opposite, past exterior My ASD don't make me less than ferior All these saviours, still I'm no believer I cheef the reefer, indica, sativa, Doña Juanita Like jeez Louisa, get up off my cheetah Keeps it raw and I could go in deeper But this only feature, standard procedure Verse Three Funky DL See my procedure will blow your speaker So taking breathers won't slow your seizure I know you feeling that's negativa Just cool your fever, no more… Verse Four Songer No more of the he said she said Man I get respect, you man are reject Okay reset, I got drinks on deck like DJ EZ Try'na hold smoke like nicotine E Gret And I ain't been sleep yet, but I got dream set Half of these rappers don't wanna get feet wet Don't wanna swim with the sharks don't speak then I'm stood ready to jump in I step in the booth, got adrenaline pumping I step in a function, Brother ain't here I still tell him I loved him Sippin' a Maggy in heaven or something You can't doubt this heat, thank you, thanks I'm about all week Can't sleep for the last whole week But I turn round to start counting sheep Three years time when I'm living in wealth DIY, I did it myself I think of the bars, then write on my phone And the screen gets read like critical health Screen gets red like eyes on a Friday Bars on bars like pints on a nice day Cars on cars, all lined on the driveway Manifest things when I write, cos' I can't pray Verse Five Funky DL No need for the hype in a soiree It's just me with a pipe playing Sade L.E.F.T. swipe entirely I don't really like what I see, I'm sorry See this trilogy, when you take all three And you put us in the studio to grace these beats There is no guarantee you can take this heat You can take it from me Verse Six Abioseh Me, I'm realer than any man, never been to Dam, damn Never had a Dad, but that's a goddamn blessing Never took an L, but I took in every lesson Count my blessings everyday, never catch me stressing Who you testing, no second guessing Pay attention, way back in detention They never used to give the kid a second looking Who's gon' be laughing when the shows be booking In the kitchen cooking, I'll be mixing something, Mary to function Welcome to my lyrical spaghetti junction Take my throne, nah' you ain't got the gumption I don't know, it's just a good assumption But this I know and I ain't even fronting I'll eat you Niggas for dinner, breakfast and lunch Turn to my waiter and say that's scrumptious Verse Seven Funky DL No presumptions and no deductions Could ever detract from these sick productions No discussions, or deconstructions Or interruptions and no obstructions when D said... Verse Eight Songer D said, “call me”, I called him Twentieth album that ain't no fooling That is some serious balling That's why you call, don't fold on your dreams Don't raise, go all in Verse Nine Funky DL Storm in, wish they could of had little warning Call in sick they ain't down for performing Tactics that you gotta use when you stalling Now take a listen how you blaze a recording… Verse Ten Songer Gave em' lyrics for sanity, cos' I'm good for humanity They're a sucker anarchy, cos' they suffer from vanity I got more than a gram in me, singing lyrics to Valerie Til' my Mrs get mad at me for enjoying my salary Feeling dead in the morning, it's like there's been a fatality I just gather my thoughts and put the night in the gallery But forgetting it happily, just an average Saturday Nothing short of calamity man, but fuck it, I'm backing me