Here is the lyrics to Chocolate city’s boss M.I Abaga‘s latest song – You Rappers Should Fix Up Your Life. The song takes shots at Nigerian rappers.
This is your general calling to check with the troops
[VERSE 1]
I should be closed to retirement [yo !!]
couple more years will be retiring [but!!]
None of you rapper is inspiriting, none of you pass the requirement
I can’t retire you den*
Who gonna face the environment? (is it you !)
Y’ll got me coming back, switch up the siren,
Still on my Job, none of these rappers can fire me,
I can’t retire yet – den
couple more years will be retiring [but!!]
None of you rapper is inspiriting, none of you pass the requirement
I can’t retire you den*
Who gonna face the environment? (is it you !)
Y’ll got me coming back, switch up the siren,
Still on my Job, none of these rappers can fire me,
I can’t retire yet – den
CHORUS
You Rappers should fix up your life x 2
yah getting killed by the south
I guess I’m in this sh*t for life
I’m still the one that you look to
You need me to figure sh*t out
You Rappers should fix up your life, fix up your life
yah getting killed by the south
I guess I’m in this sh*t for life
I’m still the one that you look to
You need me to figure sh*t out
You Rappers should fix up your life, fix up your life
[VERSE 2]
None of you rappers is real enough
Once you blow up now you’re switching up
That’s why these fans are not feeling y’all
SA rappers out here killing yah
When I was out here performing
I held the country down, I held the city down real
You rappers are under-performing, I swear it’s a shame, it’s a pity not real
Rappers are singing now, just to get popular (yack !)
I just be watching, like I’m at the opera, I should have brought my binoculars
Cos I don’t see nobody dope
I don’t see nobody great
I don’t see nobody serious about taking my place
y’all , should be slapping your face
This is your big hommie telling you ni*ggas to wake , wake, wake up and fix up your life
Once you blow up now you’re switching up
That’s why these fans are not feeling y’all
SA rappers out here killing yah
When I was out here performing
I held the country down, I held the city down real
You rappers are under-performing, I swear it’s a shame, it’s a pity not real
Rappers are singing now, just to get popular (yack !)
I just be watching, like I’m at the opera, I should have brought my binoculars
Cos I don’t see nobody dope
I don’t see nobody great
I don’t see nobody serious about taking my place
y’all , should be slapping your face
This is your big hommie telling you ni*ggas to wake , wake, wake up and fix up your life
CHORUS
You Rappers should fix up your life x 2
yah getting killed by the south
I guess I’m in this sh*t for life
I’m still the one that you look to
You need me to figure sh*t out
You Rappers should fix up your life, fix up your life
yah getting killed by the south
I guess I’m in this sh*t for life
I’m still the one that you look to
You need me to figure sh*t out
You Rappers should fix up your life, fix up your life
[VERSE 3]
10 years later-on I’m still the one
Training you rappers like Paddington
My flow is too cold grab a cardigan
Lyrics still church like the Vatican, Ya’ll out here panicking
All I created is vanishing
Nobody moving mehn,
y’all are like mannequin
Omor let’s bring a mechanic in
Maybe you rappers can rap again
Are you rappers ? omor, we don’t know again,
menopausing your tracks cos no more flow again
How come we don’t hear any bars ?
Omor streets dey yan say rappers no dey blow again
But I switch up my flow again
Anytime I think I’m done, they like, go again
And so, I do it, make dough again
But all of you n*ggas is broke again
I’m doing this for the culture
You need somebody to coach you
Y’all need the truth
Clark Kent Clark Kent, we need superman
So I had to get in the booth
We out here getting massacred
This is your general calling to check with the troops
I made this sh*t easy for ya’all, I laid it off the board, you messing my alley oop
Training you rappers like Paddington
My flow is too cold grab a cardigan
Lyrics still church like the Vatican, Ya’ll out here panicking
All I created is vanishing
Nobody moving mehn,
y’all are like mannequin
Omor let’s bring a mechanic in
Maybe you rappers can rap again
Are you rappers ? omor, we don’t know again,
menopausing your tracks cos no more flow again
How come we don’t hear any bars ?
Omor streets dey yan say rappers no dey blow again
But I switch up my flow again
Anytime I think I’m done, they like, go again
And so, I do it, make dough again
But all of you n*ggas is broke again
I’m doing this for the culture
You need somebody to coach you
Y’all need the truth
Clark Kent Clark Kent, we need superman
So I had to get in the booth
We out here getting massacred
This is your general calling to check with the troops
I made this sh*t easy for ya’all, I laid it off the board, you messing my alley oop
Interlude
Fix up your life !.
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