Came up and its spiritual mode
KB yeah my people dem know
Pree me while I'm preeing the throne
Enemies I ain't keeping em close
I ain't keeping em close
Came up and its spiritual mode
KB yeah my people dem know
Pree me while I'm preeing the throne
Enemies I ain't keeping em close
I got beef on the low
But it ain't with no physical foe
Warfare I got demon on toes
Warfare I got demon on toes
Scratch dah could of been mad ting
Scratch dah could of been a sad ting
Bandoe man I was trapping
Now in the secret place I tap in
Yeah that's where I'm at, just me and my Dad
Just giving him thanks
Yeah that's where I'm at, just me and my Dad
Just giving him thanks
Still with the batch
We're taking the map
Favour I catch
How I can lack
My dreams are mad
So how can I nap
No talk about waps but a man get gassed
Every time that I rap
Every time that I rap
I'm a winter boy, you know it gets cold in the winter
Them man aint cold, them man cold on twitter
They can make doe they gassing, he can be broke, He'll fix yah
Daily bread like pita, can't lie man I need that scripture
Shadey back with banger, major moves
They ask me how, in the secret place I'm available
The boy so cool but it was Christ that would take fall
Praise God that the price was paid in full
Mazza
Tell bro I don't want passa
I'm just a poet with rhythm, guess that makes me a rapper
Js on feet I'm Michael, same ends as Michael Dapaah
But we feeling Micheal Jackson
Cos we make bangers
Just ask Sampah
Came up and its spiritual mode
KB yeah my people dem know
Pree me while I'm preeing the throne
Enemies I ain't keeping em close
I got beef on the low
But it ain't with no physical foe
Warfare I got demon on toes
Warfare I got demon on toes
Scratch dah could of been mad ting
Scratch dah could of been a sad ting
Bandoe man I was trapping
Now in the secret place I tap in
Yeah that's where I'm at, just me and my Dad
Just giving him thanks
Yeah that's where I'm at, just me and my Dad
Just giving him thanks
Still with the batch
We're taking the map
Favour I catch
How I can lack
My dreams are mad
So how can I nap
No talk about waps but a man get gassed
Every time that I rap
Every time that I rap
I don't even write these raps I just dish them out like have it
I hit em with a love song then a crud song I got balance
To the kingdom of darkness I've been sent to cause havoc
This is grace not magic
I'm just a poet writing these ballads
This is far average
24 hours in the studios call it a bandoe I'm wrapping this package
Sampah cooking a madness
I need me another classic
In a secret place with Dad, spiritual raps, everyday tap in
Like scratch dah could of been a
Scratch dah could of been mad ting
Scratch dah could of been a sad ting
Bandoe man I was trapping
Now in the secret place I tap in
Yeah that's where I'm at, just me and my Dad
Just giving him thanks
Yeah that's where I'm at, just me and my Dad
Just giving him thanks
Still with the batch
We're taking the map
Favour I catch
How I can lack
My dreams are mad
So how can I nap
No talk about waps but a man get gassed
Every time that I rap
Every time that I rap
Still Shadey - Spiritual Mode Lyrics
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Came up and its spiritual mode
KB yeah my people dem know
Pree me while I'm preeing the throne
Enemies I ain't keeping em close
I ain't keeping em close
Came up and its spiritual mode
KB yeah my people dem know
Pree me while I'm preeing the throne
Enemies I ain't keeping em close
I got beef on the low
But it ain't with no physical foe
Warfare I got demon on toes
Warfare I got demon on toes
Scratch dah could of been mad ting
Scratch dah could of been a sad ting
Bandoe man I was trapping
Now in the secret place I tap in
Yeah that's where I'm at, just me and my Dad
Just giving him thanks
Yeah that's where I'm at, just me and my Dad
Just giving him thanks
Still with the batch
We're taking the map
Favour I catch
How I can lack
My dreams are mad
So how can I nap
No talk about waps but a man get gassed
Every time that I rap
Every time that I rap
I'm a winter boy, you know it gets cold in the winter
Them man aint cold, them man cold on twitter
They can make doe they gassing, he can be broke, He'll fix yah
Daily bread like pita, can't lie man I need that scripture
Shadey back with banger, major moves
They ask me how, in the secret place I'm available
The boy so cool but it was Christ that would take fall
Praise God that the price was paid in full
Mazza
Tell bro I don't want passa
I'm just a poet with rhythm, guess that makes me a rapper
Js on feet I'm Michael, same ends as Michael Dapaah
But we feeling Micheal Jackson
Cos we make bangers
Just ask Sampah
Came up and its spiritual mode
KB yeah my people dem know
Pree me while I'm preeing the throne
Enemies I ain't keeping em close
I got beef on the low
But it ain't with no physical foe
Warfare I got demon on toes
Warfare I got demon on toes
Scratch dah could of been mad ting
Scratch dah could of been a sad ting
Bandoe man I was trapping
Now in the secret place I tap in
Yeah that's where I'm at, just me and my Dad
Just giving him thanks
Yeah that's where I'm at, just me and my Dad
Just giving him thanks
Still with the batch
We're taking the map
Favour I catch
How I can lack
My dreams are mad
So how can I nap
No talk about waps but a man get gassed
Every time that I rap
Every time that I rap
I don't even write these raps I just dish them out like have it
I hit em with a love song then a crud song I got balance
To the kingdom of darkness I've been sent to cause havoc
This is grace not magic
I'm just a poet writing these ballads
This is far average
24 hours in the studios call it a bandoe I'm wrapping this package
Sampah cooking a madness
I need me another classic
In a secret place with Dad, spiritual raps, everyday tap in
Like scratch dah could of been a
Scratch dah could of been mad ting
Scratch dah could of been a sad ting
Bandoe man I was trapping
Now in the secret place I tap in
Yeah that's where I'm at, just me and my Dad
Just giving him thanks
Yeah that's where I'm at, just me and my Dad
Just giving him thanks
Still with the batch
We're taking the map
Favour I catch
How I can lack
My dreams are mad
So how can I nap
No talk about waps but a man get gassed
Every time that I rap
Every time that I rap
KB yeah my people dem know
Pree me while I'm preeing the throne
Enemies I ain't keeping em close
I ain't keeping em close
Came up and its spiritual mode
KB yeah my people dem know
Pree me while I'm preeing the throne
Enemies I ain't keeping em close
I got beef on the low
But it ain't with no physical foe
Warfare I got demon on toes
Warfare I got demon on toes
Scratch dah could of been mad ting
Scratch dah could of been a sad ting
Bandoe man I was trapping
Now in the secret place I tap in
Yeah that's where I'm at, just me and my Dad
Just giving him thanks
Yeah that's where I'm at, just me and my Dad
Just giving him thanks
Still with the batch
We're taking the map
Favour I catch
How I can lack
My dreams are mad
So how can I nap
No talk about waps but a man get gassed
Every time that I rap
Every time that I rap
I'm a winter boy, you know it gets cold in the winter
Them man aint cold, them man cold on twitter
They can make doe they gassing, he can be broke, He'll fix yah
Daily bread like pita, can't lie man I need that scripture
Shadey back with banger, major moves
They ask me how, in the secret place I'm available
The boy so cool but it was Christ that would take fall
Praise God that the price was paid in full
Mazza
Tell bro I don't want passa
I'm just a poet with rhythm, guess that makes me a rapper
Js on feet I'm Michael, same ends as Michael Dapaah
But we feeling Micheal Jackson
Cos we make bangers
Just ask Sampah
Came up and its spiritual mode
KB yeah my people dem know
Pree me while I'm preeing the throne
Enemies I ain't keeping em close
I got beef on the low
But it ain't with no physical foe
Warfare I got demon on toes
Warfare I got demon on toes
Scratch dah could of been mad ting
Scratch dah could of been a sad ting
Bandoe man I was trapping
Now in the secret place I tap in
Yeah that's where I'm at, just me and my Dad
Just giving him thanks
Yeah that's where I'm at, just me and my Dad
Just giving him thanks
Still with the batch
We're taking the map
Favour I catch
How I can lack
My dreams are mad
So how can I nap
No talk about waps but a man get gassed
Every time that I rap
Every time that I rap
I don't even write these raps I just dish them out like have it
I hit em with a love song then a crud song I got balance
To the kingdom of darkness I've been sent to cause havoc
This is grace not magic
I'm just a poet writing these ballads
This is far average
24 hours in the studios call it a bandoe I'm wrapping this package
Sampah cooking a madness
I need me another classic
In a secret place with Dad, spiritual raps, everyday tap in
Like scratch dah could of been a
Scratch dah could of been mad ting
Scratch dah could of been a sad ting
Bandoe man I was trapping
Now in the secret place I tap in
Yeah that's where I'm at, just me and my Dad
Just giving him thanks
Yeah that's where I'm at, just me and my Dad
Just giving him thanks
Still with the batch
We're taking the map
Favour I catch
How I can lack
My dreams are mad
So how can I nap
No talk about waps but a man get gassed
Every time that I rap
Every time that I rap
Writer: LUKE PETERS
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave