WANLOV bless da mic leavin weak myndz fainted/
Beautiful lyrical pix shall b painted lyke S.V’s “Tainted”/
Sound waves got hit hard da oscillation was so obvious/
Messages so conscious dey lingered in da subconscious/
Slum Village…takin it back 2 black like oil spillage/
As labels pillage, u successively seek solo tillage/
Soul Rhymerators like Baatin, Elzhi, & T3/
Incredibly teach me 4 dey creatively reach me/
Indirectly preach 2 me dat da man wanna bleach me/
Dat dey’ll impeach me if I don’t profess da peachy/
Art, appreciators, & haterz make up da industry’s trinity/
1lov spittin divinity, som shall stay stupid till infinity/
Most r wacker than Eminem signing only rappers from Detroit/
Aks u tight(British accent), u showed me how dey only wanna exploit/
I will never set self 2 fall in love, peace 2 Dwele/
A soccer rhymin Ghamanian, part Haji part Abedi Pele