Lyrical Joe – The Holocaust Lyrics

The Holocaust By Lyrical Joe

Yeah I told you shut the ‘F’ up

Grown man like you should never be chasing this clouts

This is what happens when a country let you fill up a stadium

Without checking if you filled your head up

Corona is here go ahead catch it

Only way you could be sicker than me dummy

I’m the type of lyricist you diss and don’t go free

I’ve been given a damn way before Kendrick

First of all I’ll tell you that your songs sound weird

You need mixing but ladies like you prefer mixed feelings

One leg in Sierra Leone and one leg in Cameroon

Your kings out of my foot this is royal a– kicking

Y’all still chasing Sark claiming you got balls

But trying to play another man for the African cup

Let me tell you whats up, this cutlass was made for Jovi

But it can slaughter Denero as well since he is a cow! (Kao)

What kind of artiste puts up a show gets sponsorship

Spends all the cash before the show day sink the sponsorship

After the show your fraud a– couldn’t pay for show speakers

And you tryna be Africa’s rap speaker?

Kao sit down please 2016 got yourself arrested

Only time you had bars G, you should’ve stayed behind it

I’m a -rapping like you burst a nut in a beat

That’s the womb so the end result is childish

I got the screenshots you’re grown and a funny man

Dissing me on Twitter and denying it on Instagram

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But I understand the pain when you’re fully grown

But your social media numbers are too young to be dissing huh

Promises that you’re used to sweet life

When you know you living bitter

Over 20 years you’ve been trying to claim you’re sick

And it’s clear LAJ is doing better

Oh Sierra Leone I’ll be a better president, I’m serious

How are diamonfs underground and cow (Kao) is famous?

I just detected a dust in your industry

Main reason why I’m taking you all to the cleaners

Your head too small for the crown please

Your disgrace is the only thing huge enough

For you to sit on

Your a– too far for the throne biatch

I bite these lines and bite the dust where from your dentist

They should never grant you interviews on any station

You’ve been on every tele but never told a vision (Television)

You’ve been a prophet preaching war

All your verses full of hate and all they tell

Is yeah still love is the one vision

You talk s— to greatness on the web cos you type blindly

But before the internet please log into your eye sight(Site)

Child– but before you leave, take money in haste (Heist)

I know you broke but it woun’t be expensive to buy bars

You know bars you ride bicycle you can’t –it

Your artwork looking like a funeral poster

You wanna know how a d– like you get a–

Is because your mouth is like your trousers but you can’t zip it

I’m a lyricist with integrity I start ignition cow (Kao)

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Listen next time before you come at me add a mission

I’m not from Freetown I can’t give you free lessons

Your parent’s would have to come see me for your admission

And when I take shot at you I put you in a better picture

So when you pist the s— give me the photo credit

This how we know that you greedy acting hungry

When everyone sees your pot belly

Hello granny a mic (Mike) is not a walking stick

Don’t press ut to the ground just to help you on your feet

If I were someone why would I wanna appear in your vid

The dead and the living has nothing in common scene

Old man start a familuy everything would be alright’

Yeah we know you wanted to take music as your wife

But after 20 years of rapping like a thug

You didn’t make enough money to go and pay her bride price

2019 you promised to quit music but couldn’t keep the promise

You can oly keep lying

If these are the lines you come up with from brainstorming

Then please Mr. Cow (Kao) promise you will quit thinking

I could have kept it simple but I understand thay you

A decorated monkey so here’s some decorated banana

I can’t give these animals names I’m not Adam

You can’t cut me with blades cos I’m not a tree

I’m a poetry you n—– under me who’s taking the shades

I know the war did a lot to your memory

But remember you’re not a G, you’re a refugee


Oh wait I’sn’t this man from Freetown?

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You walk around claiming bars in a Freetown?

With how you s—, I know head is free in Freetown

But I know sense is not free in Freetown

Lemme hear y’all n—– talking bars again’

Sark will not mind any of y’all

So stop chasing clout hustle your own way out