[Intro]
Aki Oni in this b**h, get on your feet
Sharp Shua in this b**h, watch me own this beat
[Verse 1]
I was meant to be on your hard drive, I'm something like them tire chains
And I won't quit, eject the disc, till I froze up the entire game
Y'all complain, I just like to rap
Should I explain? Nah, I'm done with that
I'm suffering like succotash, chasing birds, I'm such a cat
Y'all swallow real, I can't stomach that, so I just spit it, y'all in love with that
Wrote, produced like a hundred tracks, do it all, wear a dozen hats
Aki Oni, we building sh**, pa**ing out construction caps
They used to call me blackie, now I'm sharper than a black key
Listening to the Black Keys, f**ing in the backseat
You may call those ill lines, but I just call it last week
She says she wants some chill time, but I just called her last week
Running n***as on all my songs, I just call them track meets
No you can't outlast me, but could you try not to get lapped please?
Mother's name is Daphne, dad less Fred than Shaggy
Writing my flow in mystery ink, but y'all already know who k**ing the beat
[Hook]
I just wanna be sharper than the stoned
Sword that helped Arthur win his throne
Tryna be smarter than your phone
… I'mma call you when I'm home
I just wanna be sharper than the stoned
Sword that helped Arthur win his throne
Tryna be smarter than your phone
You full of weak sh**, steady talking like you're stong
You ho b**h!
[Verse 2]
So here I go, the name is Shua, no “lil”, “young” or hyphen
No adjective before my name to try and hypen who I am
Well, the name is Sharp Shua, but the Sharp part is silent
Something like a concealed blade an a**a**in has been hidin'
No one to confide in, my mind is drama fused with comedy
Willy Wonka mixed with Socrates, strong values and hypocrisy
Some tequila amnesia, so I can forget who the f** I got to be
Mold a verse then leave mouths ajar, no ceramics or pottery
Sharp: a black man's Batman
With only ‘bout a half grand, rap like an afghan
Just my nature, looking for a small place in Bag End
Folding paper, throw it in the bag like a napkin
That fake sh** you speaking to the world is just Latin
Dead to us all, I was bred to just ball
Dinner roll, k**in' folks, drillin' hoes, dental flow
Spillin' soul, I'm just spazzin'
I'm all that you imagined!
[Hook]
I just wanna be sharper than the stoned
Sword that helped Arthur win his throne
Tryna be smarter than your phone
… I'mma call you when I'm home
I just wanna be sharper than the stoned
Sword that helped Arthur win his throne
Tryna be smarter than your phone
You full of weak sh**, steady talkin like you're stong
You ho b**h!
[Outro]
A college dropout, but rhymes come from a pen state
You deserve a round, me a day off, or 10 straight
I asked if she want to cut under cover like switchblades
Y'all know the rest like God after the sixth day
…b**h, come learn from a sensei