Wales Service Announcement - Wale

You gonna be the one to make it, man

You gonna put DC on the map

You gonna do it

And I just try my best, you know what I’m saying

I’m gonna pave the way for everybody else

I know I’m good, y’all know I’m good

So we good, right

Allow me to introduce myself, it’s like

W, A to the L E

I’m hot on screens like Hebel at LZs

I’m trying to be the biggest thing since Elvis

But haters keep postin' close to my pelvis

Ugh, y’all gay, y’all Zed, keep 'em movin'

I’ve been a young boy since a high school junior

Junior, you’re so sophomore

You’re nothing but a little cud, gimme that chorus

No love for for a woman, no, I think that I should warn you

Your girlfriend got my poster in her dorm room

And I don’t post that?

At McDonald’s at Howard, I ain’t even at campus

I cover, I am literally Pampers

We sharp like nails, then you better bring your hammer

Run that, hold beef like lunch bags

I carry so many broads, I got a hunchback

Now, I’m tryin' to be like the humble dude

Like, you know what I’m saying

But I’m really better than most of y’all, well, all of y’all

Yeah, all of you

I’m better than all of y’all

But, it’s cool though, but I got

You know what I’m saying

I’m really trying to make this thing work out

Cause they tell me to be humble, so I do it

But he know I’m the best, y’all know I’m the best

No, Alizé ain’t lie

Them dudes out hatin', but they ain’t I

Shit, you know the cops ain’t on it

I ride through the quarters and this guy’s like Portis

Oh, you butterflies, I’m a hornet

I hone my tone 'til I blow like Cornet

Or clarinet, turn that shirt through a hairnet

Everybody give themselves a title they ain’t earn yet

Yeah, I let you put it together

Youngin working with a cause like pudding in sweaters?

Not Jello, I’m staying out fo jail, though

Fiends love white like Othello, 'ello

There’s no saving him, a notch below famous here

My buzz thicker than the line at Paladians

And I ain’t fakin' it, holla at your mons

I know I’m good for it, but I’m bringin' 'bout four

We out like tobacco when the car get hotboxed

Wale skip the line, this is hopscotch

Flow Coca-Cola mixed with the pop rocks

I pop Loc, make them break like Pop-a-Lock

The brake lights on the car gonna stop, watch

The flow brighter than a siren, I can stop cops

I’m Wale, you know you know me from the you know

The rap or the hip-hop, I give off the judo

You know, I kill beats, this is euthanasia

I rock Bapes like the youth in Asia

I’m too fast, man you can’t race him

My black ink poison paper, I’m truly racist

Face it