To The City (feat. Kevin Grands, Young Haze, Victator, TULIA, Shukid, HR the Messenger, Trabolee, Jakk Quill & Khaligraph Jones)
Ace Tha Don
Hip-Hop/Rap
1
Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Ace Tha Don
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Kevin Hiuhu Kimwaki
Songwriter:in
Michael Mwaeba
Songwriter:in
Victor Lang'at
Songwriter:in
Feisal Khaemba
Songwriter:in
Peter Kimemia Njuguna
Songwriter:in
Enos Mutinda Muliro
Songwriter:in
Leon Judd Jackinda
Songwriter:in
Brian Ouko Omollo
Songwriter:in
Curtis Edwin Omega
Songwriter:in
TULIA
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Kevin Grands
Produzent:in
Lyrics
I’m back snapping on cap rappers, bad habit
My back heavy from tax brackets, might break it
Assuming I’m getting funding of course, I’m due credit
My effort forever looming on yours, it’s been steady
I dream, base it on the **** I adored
Then I took a step back so I could really kick the door
It’s funny time off had me drowning on the shores
Could you tell me that I got it?
Can I ask you are you sure?
Bet on myself, the past is a tainted prism
Kevin got the heat, I been nursing the flame in me
Considered underdog but beating the trade season
I’m standing on my bars and lighting the great beacon
My faith dripping away, I’m cold hearted
Embrace me with your lanes, a love honest
I been said it, that it’s never what it seems
Take another chance on you and I’m hoping not to bleed
It’s Kevin
I’m out the house in city limits, with the Don who run the business
I got power in ma lineage, I’m the kid they told to win it
Posted for the digits, I got orders to deliver
Told ‘em I’ just tryina kick it, I got UPS goals
Solid on ma pivot, I’mma do it ten toes; feel like inches from the vision, told my dude I’m that close
On the fly you need a ticket, hope a **** really listen; If you really tryina get it, you should do like West Coast
I’m still in here in the whip, on the move like death row
Out here coolin’ like a Crip, tryina pull a red bone
Haze on Buddha off the rip, got ‘em tockin’ off the hits; I might roll up in the stick cus’ i knew that petrol
M shootin’ for the trap stars, I’m the juggin’ champ
I wrap the crew in Teflon like I knew a Tim
Like i been knew i had bombs, I’m the newer Tim
All money in; I live strong, word to shooter twin
I covered all the bases
I got Alpha on a song, I call it pullin’ aces
I’m tryina get a Rolls n take it up to constellations
N’ shorty drop it low just constantly congratulatin’
Calm n’ I’m patient like i wrote it thinkin’ penetration
I’m butter on a roll on a path to elevation
N’ I’m good whether in the Lamb or I’m in the spaceship
We gon’ get it in the end, we just sittin’ patient
N’ my crib is spacious, thinkin’ pace it, we the business baby
Fall, so far away from me
N’ I’ll be there to tuck you in before you sleep
I, I see you in my dreams
My vision’s clearer wrapped up in your fantasy
I wanna be loved by you
Touched by you
Held by you
My one sunshine
I wanna be loved by you
Touched by you
Held by you
My one sunshine
My one sunshine
Ambia wasomi this is one for the books, the legend from Eldoret
The name is hardly spoken but the message is recorded
Cheap talk should never impact real choices
And money talks, let’s have a chat through invoices
Finally freed my conscience; nasaka doh
So they check for me to bounce but my credit ever grows
Put my feelings underground, at the moment i was so
Sick of living hand to mouth like a Bobby Shmurda pose
So I led ya to this show to ask something for once
Musicians came and went, n’ some wanted the cash
For others everything that they rapped was from the heart
Now did you fall in love with the artist or the art
Shida ni Kenyans never decide
Its cus’ of y\'all that one hit wonders wanasurvive
But I’m moving on to something else; you\'ve been warned, staki stress
The only one raising the bar bila supplements
I said I\'ll make it, I decreed
Ni hela ndo nasaka na Fanaka, yes indeed
Now everywhere I\'m stepping ni baraka nareceive
Now everybody repping, bila shaka they believe
Ni T to the U L to the I A
Mi uanga na violate na naguzisha light weight
I do it my way, ati ni yupi ka me?
I’m going for it Die Hard, Yipee Ki-Yay!
Swear to God, aki walai nimepitia
All the name of “mi nataka chora njia”
Nina nia, mi siwezi angamia
Huskii nataka pata kappa mita mia
Whole lotta money ni ka ni Bia
Macho pazia ati wakinipangia
Nikisongesha gear na nacheki hadi rear
Ju ya fununu ka za Asum mi naskia
Feeling Super Saiyan how I’m gliding through these pages
And when I lay ‘em, I’m walking through the ages
Like a living legend, like I’m tryina be the greatest
Underestimated like they put me on a wait list
Dash, I’m moving fast, I’m tryina wait less
On tracks I’m bopping facts, I do it break less
Bars I’m dropping heavy, they do it weightless
Stars I’m shooting past, I’m feeling weightless
Fall, so far away from me
N’ I’ll be there to tuck you in before you sleep
I, I see you in my dreams
My vision’s clearer wrapped up in your fantasy
I wanna be loved by you
Touched by you
Held by you
My one sunshine
I wanna be loved by you
Touched by you
Held by you
My one sunshine
My one sunshine
Did it before, I’ll do again
N’ after that still, there just isn’t an end to the kid
Post me next to your GOATs n tell ‘em to spot the difference
(tick, tick, tick, tick) the clock is tickin’
Sensei, some been even sayin’ sonnie taught the system
You don’t gotta care about a algorithm when you got a rhythm
Hashtag “yeah he got the dog within him”
Took a break, but you know that I ain’t never stop the mission
Awkward innit, the way I just bring the flavor you know was missing
All of a sudden your favorite think he the competition
Couldn’t compensate me enough to compare down
I’m played all over the world, you just played out
Tipped the scales, check the accolades; there’s an imbalance
Before you get the Kings disease, there’s the Kings challenge
N’ I might seem silent
Behind the scenes I’m in the cuisine cheffing, but shit y’all ain’t got a Kings pallet
It’s the Messenger, fuck you thought
Got your girl on my line having “fuck you” thoughts
This **** Ace said ule MC nipewe 16 bars
N’ I’m the Apex Predator, the fuck you thought
Now let’s rap
One of the best to ever do it this side of the sun
Why you think they call me High, I’m sent from above
Word to the gods, Mashaallah, I fuck up the odds
Stacked up against me; haitakangi wengi ni, uh
Small circle full of peace; guide, what’s today’s mathematics
Would you rather have your soul checked or rather get that Maserati
Well I want both ****, perfect balance
Street smart, na amekula mbuku
Ni mras, na havuti nduku
Splish splash, nachafua luku
Naclick back, na sidai vurugu
Mapicha zisifanye ugonge mtu
Your favourite rapper bado hufawn on me how I slice beats like surgery
Beef naihandle ka pic ndani ya gallery
Sijawahi cheki uyu bitch, why you mad at me
Get it
Spiritual gangsta ndio my aesthetic
Usually mean with the words, that **** poetic
10 thousand hours na Father Time ni so genetics
Thriving in chaos n’ dishonour
We don’t tolerate no dishonour
Built it from the ground up, bricks na motor
Beat inagonga, ni ya…
(Kevin got the heat)
Fall, so far away from me
N’ I’ll be there to tuck you in before you sleep
I, I see you in my dreams
My vision’s clearer wrapped up in your fantasy
I wanna be loved by you
Touched by you
Held by you
My one sunshine
I wanna be loved by you
Touched by you
Held by you
My one sunshine
My one sunshine
Never left, I just knew that when the feeling was right
If it’s heavy on my chest, I ain’t keeping it light
Cus’ even a blind man can get it on sight, but
Fine flow, no pimple, zina scar chache, it’s so simple
Ambia boy naeza skin tone zake zote nimwache naked, truth
G unajirough ukidhani tuko neck to neck kwa booth
Nilete Apocalypse, nikipoke your boo I poke her lips nikimpea mbegu
Hiyo pen ya fountain tupa, ati mountain mover
Unanyonga ukiomba, when ni born again Christian
Minaeza ponya then kiasha niwache ikiwa born again mister
Marathon haitoshi mita
Ju hata domo la bubu hudanganya
Wako mkono mtupu lakini luku ni kulambana
Njumu zao ni footful, mazuzu zikifanana
Tra
I could never leave the game even if I wanted to, I’m Baba Yaga, fuck it
Really feel like ain’t nobody greater, fuck it
With these sentences I’m highly favoured
Churning out these scripts like a **** turning Channing Tatum
Yeah you think I’m repping Taylor how I brain smoke
Yeah, I been dope, that’s the info
I still can’t believe they did Slim Dope dirty (dirty)
Yeah, my gas tank stay full to the proverbial brim
I black out on every verse, I mean clearly I’m him
Contemplating what’s a life without sin, it it possible?
Young Marcus tryina meditate somewhere tropical
I’m hoping they control they areolas through our radius
N’ just like that I know the answer to my query is
Maybe not, got them weak as the flesh
If the shorty a 10, I be needing the cat
If we talking ‘bout Benz, I be deep in the map
Call me audio Caine, they in need of the crack
But it’d deeper than that
It’s much deeper than that
Yeah
What you know about sonic waves n’ soul ties
I expected some high vibes from lowlifes
My bad, I know better, it won’t fly
It’s go time, we all just tryina grow, right?
Fall, so far away from me
N’ I’ll be there to tuck you in before you sleep
I, I see you in my dreams
My vision’s clearer wrapped up in your fantasy
I wanna be loved by you
Touched by you
Held by you
My one sunshine
I wanna be loved by you
Touched by you
Held by you
My one sunshine
My one sunshine
OG
Uh
Let’s get it
Yo’ Ace you oughta get the ambulance in check
This the energy giving songs a turbulence effect
They ask how I’m still relevant
12 years deep, but it’s mainly cus’ I’m the same even on cameras on set
Real ****, I smoke your Top 5 n’ put their ashes on the tray
Who’d think that this shit will be happening this way
Deontay, shit I’m snapping in the cage
**** ain’t worth this sort of action to this day
Revelation book chronicles, conversations with the Almighty on how to live my life clever
N’ don’t confuse me for an average, you expect me to be the type to chase clout n’ fall for hype? Never (never)
Reminiscing ‘bout the first time I hit the booth, lyrically speaking nobody could write better
I write lyrics like I write letters
Your shorty listening, guaranteed I’m ‘bout to make your wife wetter
It’s no capping, Jones I’m old fashioned
Y’all cats just rap for fun with no passion
I’m not laughing, nope; it won’t happen
This shit is dope, it’s s’posd to go platinum
You hear the thunder sound clap
That’s me coming through with another soundtrack
Ain’t tryina hear these other clowns rap
I’m commercial, but you’ll me in that underground map
Let\'s go
Yeah
See I amassed a piece of fame
Look at me now slick, I\'m a masterpiece of fame
Y\'all are too comfortable with my passive behaviour
I get it\'s human how they on the mic jacking my nature
I\'m ill; this how the pros act, y\'all need to panic
It\'s been a drill how my flow cold in every aspect
I got here cus\' I\'m God Tier; Astral Projecting
I snap on the record, you have to respect it
That\'s right
Came up with quality lyrics; I was just tryina be different
N\' being poverty stricken, now peeping property listings
An undeniable fact, I\'m audibly gifted
Much as I\'m calm n\' restricted, the other part of me twisted
The God inside of me itching to barter bars with these ****
You honestly gotta be tripping cus\' it\'s hard to keep rhythm for ya\'
Where your Top Five rappers list
Hand it over, watch me scratch the names off like I bought a lottery ticket
It\'s the Don Of Da Bizness
Fall, so far away from me
N’ I’ll be there to tuck you in before you sleep
I, I see you in my dreams
My vision’s clearer wrapped up in your fantasy
I wanna be loved by you
Touched by you
Held by you
My one sunshine
I wanna be loved by you
Touched by you
Held by you
My one sunshine
My one sunshine
Written by: Brian Ouko Omollo, Curtis Edwin Omega, Enos Mutinda Muliro, Feisal Khaemba, Fiona Tulia, Kevin Hiuhu Kimwaki, Leon Judd Jackinda, Michael Mwaeba, Peter Kimemia Njuguna, Victor Lang'at
