Make Way (Explicit)

Make Way

Patogen

2021

MAKE WAY LYRICS

Verse 1

Please skip the XO.

We not friends with the opposition not the one to quick bebeto

Everybody in the industry also want to be the best so.

No be new thing say then wan gather come they quick dey vex o.

This want I bleed and blead for.

Grab steel I'm clepto.

No opposition on the mic immune to step to.

You want it you could get it just say it then let's go.

All of your top 3 steady be on my deathrow.

And even does once wey they sing like techno.

Heck no. I tell em all to.

Chorus.

Make way

Top dawg and they better know.

Make way.

One dial we dey let them know

Make way.

Shaun Shaun oya beri mo

Make way.

Make WHAAAT oya now.

Make way.

Make way for the general.

Make way.

Make way for the boss wey dey come through,

They bust tools wey dey sound like A. K..

brah.

2ND VERSE

The return of a Victor.

Flows the narcist call em aldof sickler.

This holy bars are now gotten from meca.

With a taped up bomb and a grenade in my rectum.

Looking for your top 5 I want to dissect up.

Every 16 bar you getting medical check up.

You want it you could get it. Just say it you next up.

I'm officially this industry's Hannibal lecter.

Guy I dey chop person, I dey chop person.

Clifford orji know I dey chop person.

E fit see me for road saying

Hi patogen you are fresh but I know say you dey chop person.

One way to die.

Challenge patogen on the mic.

So inspired to sending souls to the sky.

Walahi sumo bi Lai, if we touch microphone.

Omo e sure me, I go body, E no funny, I'll be ugly.

As I clear road finish make them

Chorus.

Make way

Top dawg and they better know.

Make way.

One dial we dey let them know

Make way.

Shaun Shaun oya beri mo

Make way.

Make WHAAAT oya now.

Make way.

Make way for the general.

Make way.

Make way for the boss wey dey come through,

They bust tools wey dey sound like A. K..

brah.

3rd verse.

Fresh off my 3rd 4th release

We don't do this for the clout we just speak up it sticks. ugh.

Making this rap fakes capish.

Leave it for the Twitter handles to hip hop police. ugh.

This is healthy for me, stab or shoot me yo eyes grill or beef.

Steady throw shots at me.

Full of jealousy we succeed non the less till there heart breaks and quits.

My heart racing quick

In five days a week

Every tele I'm kenetic my mind space a lift.

To squares in round holes that do not shape I shift.

you gon see me elevated and drop dead so quick.

I don't crip to currency cause these cash race to me

Fully automatic weapon of gods destiny.

I don't listen to these haters

And see why this perpetrators

Are full of these SAT's that are not testing me.

As I clear road finish make them make way.