[Intro: Black-O]
Buried all my [?]
Buried all my [?]
Are you ready?

[Verse 1: E.L]
Ready for the future?
Ready for the truth?
Are you ready for the new BAR?
I mean I already paid my dues to the game
So what again Lomi for do saf?
You ready for the mind buss?
You ready for the high that you get without trying drugs
You ready for the feeling that you get when you find love
Ready set go them dey try run
Are you ready for the real thing
[?] in the building
I still win
Still get spin like a whirlwind
I whoop a rapper like children
I promise on my honor to kick it like I'm the kickbox king
Nobody go fi comot me for this hiphop thing
Lomi worldwide
Black boy fly around the world and came back fulltime

[Chorus: Black-O]
Buried all my [?]
Bottled all my tears
Swallowed all my pride
God is on my side
‘Cause God is on my side
Amε kεε bo nɔɔ ni
Bo ji Messiah
Bo ji Messiah
Amε kεε bo nɔɔ ni
Bo ji Messiah
Bo ji Messiah
Amε kεε bo nɔɔ ni
Bo ji Messiah
Bo ji Messiah
Amε kεε bo nɔɔ ni
Bo ji Messiah
Bo ji Messiah
[Verse 2: Kev]
Tell ‘em that I been born ready
Tell ‘em make them all make steady
Oh y’all really want get petty
Chale me I'm ready to the sharp ridge in this lyrical machete
Whole clique started all edgy
We dun did that already
Now we can give it up already
Chale we putting in time and though a n***a had to wait long
My heart ain't never ever got heavy
Mi paddy bo diεntsε obuu mɔ
D. Rose n***a I ain’t which you bulls no more
My hommie told me chale them no see your type before
He got a point now that's a GPA score
Now talking GPA scores I'm trynna fly in first class get a [?]
I use to pray the BAR would [?] we made it on the fourth edition

[Chorus: Black-O & E.L]
Buried all my [?]
Bottled all my tears
Swallowed all my pride all my pride
‘Cause God is on my side
God is on my side
You know what

[Verse 3: E.L]
I heard motherfuckers say they made EL
Made EL say okay well make another EL
Find another fella with same amount of will
Take him out of heaven to make another hell
I doubt you could never in a million shots
EL bring the propane to the cell I'm hot
Don't ask don't tell all my friends I'm not
Gonna try to help n***as then sell them out
I'm that n***a that they call EL
In a nutshell I got rhythm in my blood cell
So I buss well Lomi playing like I run girls
In a hostel so I’m picking up a bombshell like a dumbbell
Nah n***a you cannot sell till my tongue swell
And my liver and my lungs fail
It’s a done deal chale
I go teach n***as how to rap
Go tell your people BAR is back
BAR bitch
[Outro: E.L]
Bo ji Messiah
BAR 4
Bo ji Messiah
Bo ji Messiah
We just keep going and going
Boys say them want rap
Bo ji Messiah
BAR bitch