Song: Heyba (Not On My Level)
Artiste: Edem
Chorus (Warrior like vocals)
Heyba heyba heyba heyba heyba heyba heyba
Heyba heyba heyba heyba heyba heyba heyba
VERSE 1
This rappers want to bring a storm my way like a tsunami
But they know they cant take this from me, with Kemenya as my linguist
Iam like baked cake or potatoes I choke rappers and make them ask for water
Get ‘em I will murder them with ink, Irv Gotti
Like chaka damus ‘n’ pliers I kill them with the rhymes
i kill them with my melody and all my punchlines
This is a lyrical felony so I am doing time behind bars
I don’t even see ya’ll cos ya’ll are of no relevance like a nickle and a dime
In a little while you all will drop of the line
And this game is a race course so I put you all in a line
I get better with time, like Italian wine
So don’t worry about me I am doing just fine
They debate us,underrate us, fear the Volta
And they rate us but hater hater hate the baker(money maker)
For the paper, cant you see that
I see ya’ll impostors across an acre and I will send you all back to your makers
And who ever created you, forget about what the hater says
I am still the king around here
Chorus
Eh! You are not on my level
At all at all
You are reaching for the sky and I am reaching for the heavens
We will see who is gonna fall (2x)
Heyba heyba heyba heyba heyba heyba heyba
Heyba heyba heyba heyba heyba heyba heyba
Verse 2
Let’s go!!!
You have set impossible standards and I surpassed it
You tested my credibility all this few year n I passed it
HI HATER!!!
All your bad mouthing I know are deliberate
BYE LATER!!!
Get rat poison and kindly finish yourself
Hello, hi rappers, I know I give you sleepless nights
They say the strong survive so i guess I will have to take your daily bread
But instead, I will let you go Ahead and fall in your own trap u set
I paint a perfect picture but I ain’t Shirley
So u want to be in my company and lure me with whispers
If you cant sing get a new business and quit
Or better still i have farm tools and a plantation for you
They debate us,underrate us, fear the Volta
And they rate us but hater hater hate the baker (money maker)
For the paper, cant you see that
I see ya’ll impostors across an acre and I will send you all back to your makers
And who ever created you, forget about what the hater says
I am still the king around here
Chorus
Eh! You are not on my level
At all at all
You are reaching for the sky and I am reaching for the heavens
We will see who is gonna fall (2x)
Heyba heyba heyba heyba heyba heyba heyba
Heyba heyba heyba heyba heyba heyba heyba
Outro:
Who will fall, we will see who will fall
Edem go getem. The volta regime era era
Kemenya lets go
Heyba heyba heyba heyba heyba heyba heyba
Heyba heyba heyba heyba heyba heyba heyba
