naeto c -- ten over ten lyrics

Intro:   
Things are not the same
Things are not the same as before
Things are not the same
Things are not the same as before

Chorus:
Levels don change now
Them no fit hold me again now
Am ten over ten
Levels don change now
Them no fit hold me again cos
Am ten over ten
Now am
Ten over Ten X3 Shekena
Now am
Ten over Ten X3 Shekena
Shekena, Shekena, Shekena oh
Shekena, Shekena, Shekena oh
Shekena, Shekena, Shekena oh
Now am, Ten over Ten
Shekena, Shekena, Shekena oh
Shekena, Shekena, Shekena oh
Shekena, Shekena, Shekena oh
Now am, Ten over Ten

Verse 1:
Me am no magician
I pledge my condition
but,I turn things around
Emma fit that description
Am a P like a pyramid
Am not No Egyptian
Am fit no prescription
You can turn this to fiction
When it comes to my girls,
It’s a whole another story
I only keep the ones that can cook and clean for me
So when I get that Pot full of soup and the rice that I like
I will do like the magi cube and spice up your life (SHEKENA)
Only cause am m.c
The only MC with an M.sc
So don’t be surprise when they jealous me
I know levels done change so they select me (SHEKENA)
Oshea baba God oh
We celebrate as if we just hit the lotto
Hmmm, and what you have done is a lot oh
Because levels done change

Chorus:
Levels don change now
Them no fit hold me again now
Am ten over ten
Levels don change now
Them no fit hold me again now
Am ten over ten
Now am
Ten over Ten X3 Shekena
Now am
Ten over Ten X3 Shekena
Shekena, Shekena, Shekena oh
Shekena, Shekena, Shekena oh
Shekena, Shekena, Shekena oh
Now am, Ten over Ten
Shekena, Shekena, Shekena oh
Shekena, Shekena, Shekena oh
Shekena, Shekena, Shekena oh

Verse 2:
Now am ten over ten
And the money dey extend
And I cannot comprehend
How I manage to ascend
And you know I no go send
Plenty people go pretend
They say they’re really friends
But I do not recommend
Cos I know their agenda
Time to sender
My girlfriend na Brenda
No time to render
Check my calendar
January, February to December
There is no space am too blown to the Bs
Am YES, PS, Jar Oh
Am moti wo oh
Emi wori wo oh
Because levels don gather up gon oh
They can’t formulate this form
Am still tighter than the weave, that the girlfriends fixed on
You know my P; I don’t think I have an exhaust
Shekena yowa, Yes Boss

Intro:   
Things are not the same (anymore)
Things are not the same as before
Things are not the same (anymore)
Things are not the same as before

Chorus:
Levels don change now
Them no fit hold me again now
Am ten over ten
Levels don change now
Them no fit hold me again now
Am ten over ten
Now am
Ten over Ten X3 Shekena
Now am
Ten over Ten X3 Shekena
Shekena, Shekena, Shekena oh
Shekena, Shekena, Shekena oh
Shekena, Shekena, Shekena oh
Now am, Ten over Ten
Shekena, Shekena, Shekena oh
Shekena, Shekena, Shekena oh
Shekena, Shekena, Shekena oh