Asake – Basquait Lyrics

Asake – Basquait Lyrics

Basquait Lyrics by Asake

Intro
Ololade mi A?ak?
Tune in to the King of Sounds and Blues

Refrain
Twenty-three, twenty-four
?ebi I tell dem before
Make dem stop to dey f’?nu fo
‘?e l’aye n yi
Iw? gb?n gb?n
It dey turn turn
Bi Revolver?Mag?.44
Tell?me what Oluwa?can’t do
Me I?no skedaddle
Tell me what Oluwa no fit handle
J?’n gbadun l’o ma gbadun
Oya, kan tan candle
Dem small, Shatta Bandle

Chorus
Walking poetry, I am greater
I’m the work of art, basquiat
Na gaskia
Owo at’alafia
L’awa n wa
Not time for drama o
Walking poetry, I am greater
I’m the work of art, basquiat
Na gaskia
Owo at’alafia
Lawa n wa
Not time for drama o

Verse
El Chapo, emi ni
Eben?zer Obey the Command?r, emi ni
Capone, Capo de Tutti, emi ni
I’m on one
Won o ri’ru ginger t’emi ri
I’m guilty
If dem see my swag, it dey kill
I no go appeal
Know it’s hard to swallow the pill
Tell Nojim, tell Raheem
May you tell Wakeel
Shout out to my Sphinx, my mama, na she be my queen
Ogbor
Tal’o b’?m?g??
Tani Ugor t’o n wu bo?
A maa k?
No dey fuck up!
O l’ókó, oò m?’nk?
W?n ni ir? ko
Emi l’?m? tan fi n yangan, ye
All eyes on me bi ti 2 Pac
See, I too bad
You go feel am like kolos, two drags
I no dey buga, I be cool cat
Never lose guard
Can’t catch the wave with a durag
Studying me, it’s an honor, j?’un lo
I get many pages like Songs of Solomon
L’?la Anobi Muhammad
Ko ni wa’l? lai lai till we reach al Jana
Refrain
Twenty-three, twenty-four
?ebi I tell dem before
Make dem stop to dey f’?nu fo
?e l’aye n yi
Iw? gb?n gb?n
It dey turn turn
Bi Revolver Mag .44
Tell me what Oluwa can’t do
Me I no skedaddle
Tell me what Oluwa no fit handle
J?’n gbadun l’o ma gbadun
Oya, kan tan candle
Dem small, Shatta Bandle

Chorus
Walking poetry, I am greater
I’m a work of art, basquiat
Na gaskia
Owo at’alafia
L’awa n wa
Not time for drama o
Walking poetry, I am greater
I’m a work of art, basquiat
Na gaskia
Owo at’alafia
Lawa n wa
Not time for drama o
Outro
El Chapo, emi ni
Ebenezer Obey the Commander, emi ni
Capone, Capo de Tutti, emi ni
I’m on one
Won o ri’ru ginger t’emi ri
I’m guilty
If dem see my swag, it dey kill
I no go appeal
Know it’s hard to swallow the pill