Song: Password
Year: 2021
Viewed: 47 - Published at: 4 years ago

Intro:
Yeah
One two, one two

Verse:
I don't have to put less effort, this already effortless
I'll go Hannibal for another round like
Mads Mikkelsen
I'm talking about eating rappers
While eating other rappers, pardon my table manners
I'm the greatest rapper ever, I'll forever rap the greatest
And like Black Chyna surgery gone wrong, I'm a badass
Rappers blowing lines is a dime a dozen
Instead I let my lines blow you away coz your woman doesn't
We used to spin around the blocks like Tetris
Spreading sick beats, hoping to get more viral than herpes
For the record, I'm still spinning like turntables
Put my label on rap without a rap label
Jetlagged ever since my career took a flight
Coz gravity is a constant that I constantly defy
How savage am I? I bought Pistorius a shin pad
If I press the wrong buttons, what are they doing on my keypad?
I came for the throne, y'all put zero ohms of resistance
Coz this can only go one way; it's simplex
On my last mixtape, they said I could never top it
I told 'em this is me at my lowest
The industry didn't give a shit, I got them scared shitless
Smelling Casper in y'all lyrics, everything is ghostwritten
I'm a blessing to the mail industry
I'm a full package, I got the message and delivery
And I put it in rap coz I'm gifted like that
Then put a deadly flow around my bars like Alcatraz
In English, my literature is distinguished
In vernacular, I'm Dracula, go for blood with these Shona lyrics
But the game's a joke and I don't get it
With my FICO score high, they still don't give me my credit
Lessons from the maternity ward
The idea's to keep pushing till a miracle comes
My fight's about the streets and the fight's what the streets about
Where I'm from, the streets made more warriors than the ZIFA house
I write these bars and stay away from the flammable
This is underground rap, I made a tape and then hell was born
Add me to your division and I'll multiply your average
And get you brothers off the chain like Harriet Tubman
Niggas say I'm all punchlines without a message
You don't get it; with these punchlines, I send a message
I'mma lynch rappers until everyone gets the hang of it
Just watch me, I need a witness not an accessory
Y'all swallow the truth as I spit it out
Tired of rappers rapping 'bout what they ain't about
No one's been OG since IG, the game ain't been the same since
Rappers is actors now, I blame it on the Fresh Prince
I stick to the truth but you're glued to the lies
To feel alive but how do you heal if you're ill-advised?
I just do this off the head like a guillotine
Addicted to smoking these rappers, swear they got nicotine
These new crews with loose morals and tight pants
You's a bunch of weird characters, you'll make a strong password
Niggas love saying they-- they're re the best in the game
But when I start throwing shots, they' gon know this ain't a game
I just listened to your favorite and their album blew chunks
Niggas tried to test me, I walked out with full marks
I've always been the best, no matter the residence
But I just stay on top so I can give it as evidence
Every dog has its day eventually
It's not a competition, I learnt to move gradually
But if it's a contest, I'm still on my champion shit
And I don't see nobody else for the championship
Ten years in this, I'm their favorite; immediate
If I let them down, they can never chalk it to inexperience
But they'll all have an axe to grind about my downfall
And I can't give 'em the pleasure so I fly above y'all
It's a dog-eat-dog world, you eat or get eaten…

( Malcom Mufunde & Synik )
www.ChordsAZ.com

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