Light Sweep
Rogue really did it this time
Terminator drip, imma need your jacket and boots
Step back like Drew then I shoot
Came back with the nine and my brudda just got one too
Looking like a badder man crew
Man'll try pep talk but there ain't another rapper like me
Spit so hard, lose a tooth
If I step through just know I ain't doing no light sweep
Brudda I'm hunting you
Pull up and exterminate, obliterate, eliminate, incinerate, anyway it's your final chapter
Nothing lasts forever and there's seconds on the clock, so I'm pulling up clutch like Kawhi on the Raptors
Tried to repent, but this money well spent, so I'm giving up lent, said sorry to the pastor
Could've been a trapper with a hammer, actor on the camera, still bro I'm coming in to catch ya
Pull up with the stick, then I let it go quick, man are making me sick, but that's just this life
Problem being great is your standards high and next man there never gets it right
His rhyme schemes off and his flow don't fit with the drum and his jeans look way too tight
Like man should've stayed on Tiktok, take off my wrist watch, brudda I ain't got the time
See a youngen put the world on Parker's
Flipping tracks like Afrika Bombataa
Young prodigy, imma fire starter
Got the bars make your auntie say bumba
Man I'm Darth Vader with a red 'saber
The guy upstairs can't save ya
Force choke, in the end zone like Raiders
Yeah, yeah Rogue be grime scene saviour
Pull up with the stick, then I aim for a crit
There's blood in this Bic, and the devil gotta write
Too many man wanna chat from the side
So I'm taking this blade then I run down the line
Man are too soft, wanna send for the boss so pass me the plate on the weak imma dine
Just wait till I touch down Highbury, man it gets lively, whenever my name in lights
Light sweep through the ends, I'm gliding
No brands on, but I'm still styling
Came like the Godfather, I'm wiling
Got the haters crying, coz I'm shining
Drop part two like yeah bro that's perfect timing
So cocky but you know I'm right, it's
Kinda crazy, slightly amazing, how I take off your face when I'm writing
Coz I got venom in this ink and it's lethal when I be penning
None of my Gs switch but your bruddas are Ben 10ing
Picking up the stick now we dying to go get him
Two young bruddas we sent em back to the reverend
Won't be here forever but brudda the words irreverent
So when I spit a 16 the crowd never forgetting it
Keep speaking on my name imma show you what this weapon is
That's a light sweep now just wait till Armageddon hits
T-t-t-t-t bang
T-t-t-t-t bang