And chicks say he's cris I'ma whole different kettle of fish Measure for Measure, I am the best here My hits, major shit Of course I'm the one with the force Pumped up Akala, smart as King Arthur Pumped up I'm the nigga, that's that I'ma whole different kettle of fish Keep spittin' ya darts, mine is javelins Its embarrassing watchin you babblin When my beats bump bump Playlist, Written by: ROBERT BORRMANN, EDMUND LOUIS CLEMENT, KINGSLEE MACLEAN-DALEY, ANDREA MONICA MARTIN, IVAN MATIAS, REZA SAFINIA. But I rap bout gats and I'm black instead No artillery, tryna' be militant Don't get it twisted Ya'll dudes killin' me, think that ya killin' it Nigga Listen, Bruv you are havin' a bubble Thou shall not fuck with dis Lyricist, I'm the best on the road Shit kinda like Bruce wit da knuckles There ain't no ifs or maybes

Spit poetry so shady Must be coco All the shit I kick so crazy You don't trouble, left layin' in a puddle Don't ever compare me to rappers The rest of these kids is irrelevant

That's surely irrelevant It's embarrassing watchin' you babblin' I grace stages, sharp as razors Keep the hoes, I only want dough homes Feelin' like you drunk drunk "Shakespeare Lyrics." Lyrics hit like skunk blunts, blud, now It's like Shakespeare, with a nigga twist. Make sure your selection It's William, just back as a tug cuz We have 0 albums and 4 song lyrics in our database. Didn't want to listen, when I said last year We have 0 albums and 4 song lyrics in our database. Darker, harder, faster Feelin' like you drunk drunk All the shit I kick so crazy For lords on road and my hood ladies Wrens can't make prey Shakespeare lyrics performed by Akala: Nigger listen, when I spit on the riddem, I kill em, Raw like the Ball of Brazilians, You don't war, cor … I'ma whole different kettle of fish Its not creative, one bag of hype, and
Its William, back as a tug 'cuz It's Shakespeare, reincarnated It's like Shakespeare, with a nigga twist. All the shit I kick so crazy Blud, I'm the heir to the throne, not William, So real the shit I kick now Feelin' like you drunk drunk Spit poetry so shady I'm too tight, I don't need 12 Nights But on a real thoe still ready blaze em If you buss a ting, where's the mash? Spit poetry so shady For certain I put daggers in a phrase When I spit on the rhythm I kill 'em, When my beats bump bump There ain't no ifs and maybe's Spit poetry so shady You don't want war, cor, the kid's brilliant. I teach thesis, like anicent Greece's For lords on road and my hood ladies. These dudes ain't real, they just rap Sick with it, quick witted No no no love for the po-po There ain't no ifs or maybes So dicks hate my shit I get you pumped up I flip phrases quick Companies head to head an I liquidate it Akala, smart as King Arthur Give thick grazes quick All you little boys are a Comedy of Errors, You bellow but you fellows get played like, All you little boys get Tamed like the Shrew, I'm Capulet, you're Montague, I ain't feeling, The Merchant Of Venice couldn't sell your CD, Your boy's like Macbeth, you're going to Hell, When I come back like Hamlet you pay for your action, All you little Tempests get murked on the mic, What have you made if you gain the whole world, I told no joke, I hope you're not laughing, Speak eloquent, though I am resident to the gritty inner city, Come through with a Union Jack for the yard, Chance never did crown me, this is destiny.

There ain't no ifs and maybe's All the shit I kick so crazy Ramp with Akala, that is true madness Spit poetry so shady FAVORITE Straight from the top, expert timin' Dicks ain't spit Pumped up My shit, I tell 'em like this Don't get cut cuz, keep ya distance Rasclaat, I kick the illest shit I'm the whizz kid with the sick shit Lyrics hit like skunk blunts, blud, now what you gonna do? All you little boys get Tamed like the Shrew Shots I ain't blown Lyrics for Shakespeare by Akala Nigga Listen, When I spit on the rhythm I kill 'em, Raw like the ball of Brazillians, You don't want war, cor, the kid's brilliant, Blud, I'm the heir to the throne, not William, Akala, smart as King Arthur Darker, harder, faster Rasclaat, I kick that illa shit It's like Shakespeare… When my beats bump bump I flip phrases quick Number 1 for so long, its just getting' silly I do it for kids that's illiterate, not Elizabeth I'm so quick-witted that I split em like fractions Off with his head, cos it must not work For lords on road and my hood ladies, I'm similar to William, but a little different Cos I curse all my verbs It's Shakespeare, reincarnated Never pull a ting, if it ain't gonna let go Pumped up And chicks say he's cris Y'all dudes killin' me, think that ya killin' it Don't compare me to him Give thick grazes quick Welcome to illa state, meet ya fate mate Lyrics hit like skunk blunts, blud, now I'm Capulet, you're Montague, I ain't feeling And I run more rings round things than Saturn Talk truth but we don't play games Stuck on the road, faces screwed up

So real the shit I kick now I'm the black Shakespeare and I'm the nigga, that's that Pumped up When my beats bump bump Darker, harder, faster I'm so quick-witted that I split 'em like fractions, I'm similar to William, but a little different, I do it for kids that's illiterate, not Elizabeth, Feel like the world spat 'em out and they chewed up, They so enslaved, they are worse than a agent, Ya'll dudes killin' me, think that ya killin' it, Number 1 for so long, its just getting' silly, Like the first time ya ever saw Ali shuffle, You don't trouble, left layin in a puddle, Little just come yout's jumpin out of they pram, Never pull a ting, if it ain't gonna let go, It's like Shakespeare, with a nigga twist, PLAY IT COOL (HERZ AUS GLAS) (EXTENDED VERSION). You should never speak it Kingslee James Daley, better known by the stage name Akala, is an English rapper, poet and academic.Originally from Kentish Town, London, his older sister is rapper/vocalist Ms. Dynamite. And if you buss a ting, where's the mash? When my beats bump bump Feelin' like you drunk drunk

Call it urban, call it street But I rap about gats and I'm black instead Spit poetry so shady My shit, I tell em like this It's William, back from the dead Companies head to head an I liquidate it [Verse 1: Akala] Your boy's like Macbeth, you're going to Hell Spit poetry so shady For lords on road and my hood ladies starts and ends within the same node. You're Much Ado About Nothing STANDS4 LLC, 2020. My sick razor shit

So cold and I know my own

Lyrics hit like skunk blunts, blud, now It's a matrix, I try and explain it

There ain't no ifs or maybes Shit kinda like Bruce wit da knuckles As for me, All's Well That Ends Well Blood, I'm the heir to the throne Move sick, look sample techno Why take from Peter to go pay Paul? You still talk but it still perplexes me Feelin' like you drunk drunk Shit kinda like Bruce wit da knuckles Akala was on a British radio show called BBC1 Extra, and the host challenged him to create a freestyle incorporating the titles of 27 Shakespeare plays. I'm the whizzkid, with the sick shit There ain't no ifs or maybes Just the facts Ya'll dudes killin' me, think that ya killin' it It's a matrix, I try and explain it Blud, I'm the heir to the throne, not William, So real the shit I kick now Lyrics hit like skunk blunts, blud, now Back chat, crack back For lords on road and my hood ladies Or Egyptology, never no apology My shit, I tell em like this I speak with the daggers and the hammers But on a real thoe still ready blaze em Except I spit flows and strip hoes naked Spit poetry so shady No artillery, tryna' be militant https://www.lyrics.com/lyric/10165263/Akala. No no no love for the po-po Lyrics to Shakespeare by Akala from the It's Not a Rumour album - including song video, artist biography, translations and more! Akala was on a British radio show called BBC1 Extra, and the host challenged him to create a freestyle incorporating the titles of 27 Shakespeare plays. Move so much food? Spit poetry so shady Poet or pauper which do you class him? My shit, I tell em like this Feel like the world spat 'em out and they chewed up Lyricist, I'm the best on the road Keep spittin ya darts, mine is javelins So dicks hate my shit Like the first time ya ever saw Ali shuffle

Don't ever compare me to rappers If I say so myself, I'm much more handsome. Lyrics hit like skunk blunts blood, now There ain't no ifs or maybes It's Shakespeare, reincarnated If I say so myself, I'm much more handsome The hood Tiger Woods too milly My business ridiculous Sick with it, quick witted No contradiction just face it It's not a rumour That's just beggin' it Lyrics hit like skunk blunts, blud, now In my mind's eye, I see things properly Feelin' like you drunk drunk Feel like the world spat 'em out and they chewed up Must be Coco. Nobody close, I'm alone in my own zone Wise is the man that knows he's a fool All the shit I kick so crazy Clap ya like a black gat Lyrics hit like skunk blunts, blud, now Lyrics hit like skunk blunts, blud, now

All the shit I kick so crazy starts and ends within the same node. Lyrics hit like skunk blunts, blud, now When my beats bump bump Just the facts, no talks of rocks I ain't sold I'm sick, raise ya spliff

Dicks ain't spit, it's no democracy, dictatorship Dat boy Akala, I do it As You Like It Spit poetry so shady Thou shall not fuck with dis Don't get it twisted These dudes ain't real, they just rap If I say so myself, I'm much more handsome. Your on the sideline like a mistress

No talks of rocks I ain't sold Talk truth but we don't play games I get you pumped up Love's Labours Lost, a woman on her own