Check it
Either I’m getting better or simply the baddest
Yeah I’m losing my smile
Obsessed with this game like this hoochie Mariah
The pen game is pain I’m abut’ samurai
And I pull out my sword quick
Either you save your top, quit
Or I’mma slain you off it
Cats wanna take shots but when shit the fan
They quickly becomes fans and change the topic
Some were shitting on me when I was suicidal
But he came right back, I’m a king and voetsek
If you think that you a rival
It’s just a role that you modelling
Fuck a foe and all he’s offering
I’m not the same, no I’m some other thing
The game got rough or cat a been naïve
Either way your comments, I Ray Charles what I gotta see
Raised a point but my finger’s in the middle
Cats want us bad like we been Stuart Little
Shit make you think like it’s served with riddle
Want whatever juice times three like a beetle
She came through, got poked with the Eifel Tower
Condom broke so I took a shower
My fifteen of fame started when I was playing with sand
Now I need a glass house to ensure it’s ours
Hell raised and it’s fire flame
Maintained like this shit end days with Messiah rage
Brushed death and it’s not the same
I came back, turning colder than a ice age
Being bolder than a front page
Click, click, snap then swerve
Slice through like the blade runner on turf
And spy two if they like sleeping on curve
A curveball’s what I’m throwing
And we front flowing, to the front rowing
And bae was Delilah tryna cut me off
But with or without her I’m still Samsoning
With dreams money can buy
But for now I’m on stand by
Bars are confessions and
When I hit the booth I’m just looking for repentance
So why would I then lie
Yeah
Motherfucking three
Don’t ask me what it means
Just take it how be
Motherfucking three
So I’mma let the beat ride
Okay
Okay
Aha
Check
Yeah
Either I’m getting better or simply the baddest
Yeah I’m losing my smile
Obsessed with this game like this hoochie Mariah
The pen game is pain I’m abut’ samurai
And I pull out my sword quick
Either you save your top, quit
Or I’mma slain you off it
Cats wanna take shots but when shit the fan
They quickly becomes fans and change the topic
Some were shitting on me when I was suicidal
But he came right back, I’m a king and voetsek
If you think that you a rival
It’s just a role that you modelling
Fuck a foe and all he’s offering
I’m not the same, no I’m some other thing
The game got rough or cat a been naïve
Either way your comments, I Ray Charles what I gotta see
Raised a point but my finger’s in the middle
Cats want us bad like we been Stuart Little
Shit make you think like it’s served with riddle
Want whatever juice times three like a beetle
She came through, got poked with the Eifel Tower
Condom broke so I took a shower
My fifteen of fame started when I was playing with sand
Now I need a glass house to ensure it’s ours
Hell raised and it’s fire flame
Maintained like this shit end days with Messiah rage
Brushed death and it’s not the same
I came back, turning colder than a ice age
Being bolder than a front page
Click, click, snap then swerve
Slice through like the blade runner on turf
And spy two if they like sleeping on curve
A curveball’s what I’m throwing
And we front flowing, to the front rowing
And bae was Delilah tryna cut me off
But with or without her I’m still Samsoning
With dreams money can buy
But for now I’m on stand by
Bars are confessions and
When I hit the booth I’m just looking for repentance
So why would I then lie
Yeah
Motherfucking three
Don’t ask me what it means
Just take it how be
Motherfucking three
So I’mma let the beat ride
Okay
Okay
Aha
Check
Yeah
( Soweto Tshepiso )
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