Lisboa (Until Next Time)
Verse 1:
Pack it up, the mammoth’s moving out/
Shifting the direction and pursuing newer routes/
As I leave behind a creature that was shrouded in the doubt/
But after its effects now it’s drowning in the clout/
It seems unreal that the process now is done/
When it took so many years for us to say it begun/
And I could hate Bruno cause he made a nigga wait/
But it’s forever all love cause he made a nigga great/
Now we living infamous, the prodigies of havoc/
A two man mob with a monster in the attic/
To who some spawned praise, the others spawned tragic/
But will always be known as the pinnacle of passion/
Stays up in the cage until we got an axe to grind/
And those chopped down will be the first for it to dine/
I leave but my essence still lives up in the rhyme/
So until next chapter, until next time, Lisboa/
Chorus:
I gotta take a last sight/
Of a land I’ve absorbed many days, many nights/
The ups and the downs, plenty struggles many fights/
But success outweighed all forms of the plight/
Time with a brother made a bond more tight/
And the birth of a beast with the deadliest of bites/
I’ll leave how I started, by stepping on a flight/
But before I close it out I gotta so this shit right/
Tchau, ate a próxima vez/
Tchau, a todo o povo Português/
Tchau, eu vo voltar um dia, mas eu sempre vai sentir a sua energia/
Tchau, a todas Lisboa/
Tchau, velho Woolly eu sou nova pessoa
Tchau, por agora meu irmão CHIKANO
Seu som a historia e eu narrando
O monstro de Massama dorme/
Mas vai acordar come fome/
Verse 2:
So what’s next? They want to know the plan/
They want to know the next they’re gonna see The Granddad/
Honestly, I don’t know, I was thinking Belfast/
Or home for the soul and the bro behind that/
Or get the squad together for a full on attack/
Or silently observe, take a rest and fall back/
Chess move Dadda, got my pieces on the board/
Pawns don’t know better so they die by the hoard/
Giving L’s by the night (knight) while I sideline rooks/
With an infinite 8, another chapter for the book ahh/
Stop right there cause I think I got them shook/
Yeah they hate to see me win but forever gonna look/
But for now I’m a hit you with this last airline/
So until next chapter, until next time, Lisboa/
Chorus
Post Credits:
Caged up, but I ain’t sleeping like they think I am/
Beast with higher intellect, the fuck these niggas think I am?/
Did they dirty work, murked for meals while they smirked/
Not knowing I was learning how to grow from out the dirt/
Learned to think, speak and plot, never fell up out my spot/
They’ll regret or respect the real power that they brought, to the world/
They next moves and grooves won’t matter/
When they see me in the sequel called The Wrath of Kanodadda/