This that St. Martin, St. Matthew's shit
That lunch time, after school shit at Thokoza Park
Let's go
The highly mighty Sotra Piso repping Saudi
Straight to the point and when it's expected then I'll reroute it
It's like modimo o re file or we steady found it
A lot was sleeping so we took it now look how we sound it
When I scribble, I put the morgues in business for real
Cremate a few, bury the rest and then revisit to chill
My hit list getting longer by the day, like you killed my dog
The wicked can't get through this armour though but feel my thoughts
Catch a drill, an emphatic 16 to help and heal
And how you miss it puzzled me but take it as amphetamine
To these whores I ain't got the cape, I'm colder than the town
Like a drape, see you when I see you this my curtain call
Jealousy, no courtesy in this game we play
Feel bad that I have to be the one that everyday
Takes names, jots down, memory lane then strike
Then replay it just to see how we stay on the sky level wise
We stay at war for real
Call me up when it's time to kill
We make a show for it
We make a show for it
And I see how the game goes
Shit is cold, shit goes
We know, but we here for the dough
Make a show for it
We make a show for it
We make a show for it
The beats calling, I could feel my pen itching
My right arm grip tighter than a female virgin
I does what I do and might I mention
The Looney Toons do it for retweets, the likes I never hang with
Spit game almost knocked a tooth out
They lying floor flat and I'm the only truth out
Burn the whole booth down when I talk my talk
Whose crown should I walk across and snatch, then cruise out
Shoe down, but we can toe to toe if you hard as nails
Avoiding the screw faces that tell all discarded tales
Nothing life changing, just gibberish hand outs
My shit knocks tops off like you watching Get Out
Talk stupid like a danda drooling
Still dreams of more ice than a freezer cooling
So go cool before my next shit drops
For the love of hip-hop
Let's go
We stay at war for real
Call me up when it's time to kill
We make a show for it
We make a show for it
And I see how the game goes
Shit is cold, shit goes
We know, but we here for the dough
Make a show for it
We make a show for it
We make a show for it
This right here's going on 'til we die
This right here's going on so we vibe
And let the beat play, 'fore we spray like graffiti on it
Milk it for what it's worth, I stay rap signing on it
Suck it both, like titties on a new born's face
Kill everything, so this is not a nuance case
It's plain and simple, I want all the smoke
Put your lighters up
You thought Malema in tertiary when you put your fighters up
Been in the writer's club so my quotes are proverbs
A calculated thought, my next name could be psalm's
Next thing I swear the truth on my own verses
The latest testament to screw shut the whole passage
They say they got bars but they flat line when the mic is on
Now it's CPR 'cause post rhymes your life is gone
Yeah my life is gone
So I will never die if you niggas think my time is up
That lunch time, after school shit at Thokoza Park
Let's go
The highly mighty Sotra Piso repping Saudi
Straight to the point and when it's expected then I'll reroute it
It's like modimo o re file or we steady found it
A lot was sleeping so we took it now look how we sound it
When I scribble, I put the morgues in business for real
Cremate a few, bury the rest and then revisit to chill
My hit list getting longer by the day, like you killed my dog
The wicked can't get through this armour though but feel my thoughts
Catch a drill, an emphatic 16 to help and heal
And how you miss it puzzled me but take it as amphetamine
To these whores I ain't got the cape, I'm colder than the town
Like a drape, see you when I see you this my curtain call
Jealousy, no courtesy in this game we play
Feel bad that I have to be the one that everyday
Takes names, jots down, memory lane then strike
Then replay it just to see how we stay on the sky level wise
We stay at war for real
Call me up when it's time to kill
We make a show for it
We make a show for it
And I see how the game goes
Shit is cold, shit goes
We know, but we here for the dough
Make a show for it
We make a show for it
We make a show for it
The beats calling, I could feel my pen itching
My right arm grip tighter than a female virgin
I does what I do and might I mention
The Looney Toons do it for retweets, the likes I never hang with
Spit game almost knocked a tooth out
They lying floor flat and I'm the only truth out
Burn the whole booth down when I talk my talk
Whose crown should I walk across and snatch, then cruise out
Shoe down, but we can toe to toe if you hard as nails
Avoiding the screw faces that tell all discarded tales
Nothing life changing, just gibberish hand outs
My shit knocks tops off like you watching Get Out
Talk stupid like a danda drooling
Still dreams of more ice than a freezer cooling
So go cool before my next shit drops
For the love of hip-hop
Let's go
We stay at war for real
Call me up when it's time to kill
We make a show for it
We make a show for it
And I see how the game goes
Shit is cold, shit goes
We know, but we here for the dough
Make a show for it
We make a show for it
We make a show for it
This right here's going on 'til we die
This right here's going on so we vibe
And let the beat play, 'fore we spray like graffiti on it
Milk it for what it's worth, I stay rap signing on it
Suck it both, like titties on a new born's face
Kill everything, so this is not a nuance case
It's plain and simple, I want all the smoke
Put your lighters up
You thought Malema in tertiary when you put your fighters up
Been in the writer's club so my quotes are proverbs
A calculated thought, my next name could be psalm's
Next thing I swear the truth on my own verses
The latest testament to screw shut the whole passage
They say they got bars but they flat line when the mic is on
Now it's CPR 'cause post rhymes your life is gone
Yeah my life is gone
So I will never die if you niggas think my time is up
( Soweto Tshepiso )
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