Amastard
Swiss da Goon
Desperation dun worn off
Dont fuck with knock off
Stop looking hard, When we hit the yard
Better pray to GOD
Dont end shit that you wont start
My attitude is always on AMASTARD
AMASTARD AMASTARD AMASTARD
Okay 10 shots up the boulevard Okay 10 shots up the boulevard
From a town were niggaz make killing seem like a work of art
I be with em kids, corner store pullin gang signs
My Bestfriend's cousin took his life playing hangtime
And my neighbour's brother lost his life to a gangfight
Same nigga lost his uncle to some jail time (he lost his uncle to some jail time)
Kwano niggas got the system winning by a landslide
Its like we are playing Golf with our arms tied
Separate the soul appartied
Yes I've been up jita all night
I'm tired of this day its been a long ride
I'mma black out in my Off white
Fuck a rap beef nigga it's on sight
If you feeling froggy catch me outside
Right now jita right now
Leave you with chesties Okay
Fuck your chest piece Okay
Hold em horse jita Hokay
Before I can on my nigga Hozey, oops I meant Hozay
Desperation dun worn off
Don't fuck with knock offs
Stop looking hard, When we hit the yard
Better pray to GOD
Don't end shit that you wont start
My attitude is always on AMASTARD
AMASTARD AMASTARD AMASTARD
Exe ngqina talk your shit
I stopped rapping like I got something to prove
My pen now speak like It got nothing to lose
Another body that ain'tgona make (it) on the news
Ain'tno street cred yes I paid all of my dues
Then I made all my dudes, Know
A favour for a favour ain'tnothing to choose
Ae want em Dibas yhea we want all the juice
Yhea we want the whole thang no negotiating (no negotiating)
Hay Hay
Drop the money jita and send the location
Fck You "pay you later" conversation
My patiants runing short, Im tired of waitin
Im a Kwano Jita wtf you saying
You can whipe the grin we know you're hating
We went off the grid now we're lavetating
Palms are itching yes feet are aching
Born hungry I just want the bacon
I want the money yes Madiba nation
These are hunger pains mixed with desparation
These are crazy thoughts of umjita chasing
A dream while all his friends are faking
Foes are watching and the streets are waiting
I'm 10 light years I'm old aging
Running my race while yal all pacing
Desperation dun worn off
Dont fuck with knock offs
Stop looking hard, When we hit the yard
Better pray to GOD
Dont end shit that you wont start
My attitude is always on AMASTARD
Swiss da Goon
Desperation dun worn off
Dont fuck with knock off
Stop looking hard, When we hit the yard
Better pray to GOD
Dont end shit that you wont start
My attitude is always on AMASTARD
AMASTARD AMASTARD AMASTARD
Okay 10 shots up the boulevard Okay 10 shots up the boulevard
From a town were niggaz make killing seem like a work of art
I be with em kids, corner store pullin gang signs
My Bestfriend's cousin took his life playing hangtime
And my neighbour's brother lost his life to a gangfight
Same nigga lost his uncle to some jail time (he lost his uncle to some jail time)
Kwano niggas got the system winning by a landslide
Its like we are playing Golf with our arms tied
Separate the soul appartied
Yes I've been up jita all night
I'm tired of this day its been a long ride
I'mma black out in my Off white
Fuck a rap beef nigga it's on sight
If you feeling froggy catch me outside
Right now jita right now
Leave you with chesties Okay
Fuck your chest piece Okay
Hold em horse jita Hokay
Before I can on my nigga Hozey, oops I meant Hozay
Desperation dun worn off
Don't fuck with knock offs
Stop looking hard, When we hit the yard
Better pray to GOD
Don't end shit that you wont start
My attitude is always on AMASTARD
AMASTARD AMASTARD AMASTARD
Exe ngqina talk your shit
I stopped rapping like I got something to prove
My pen now speak like It got nothing to lose
Another body that ain'tgona make (it) on the news
Ain'tno street cred yes I paid all of my dues
Then I made all my dudes, Know
A favour for a favour ain'tnothing to choose
Ae want em Dibas yhea we want all the juice
Yhea we want the whole thang no negotiating (no negotiating)
Hay Hay
Drop the money jita and send the location
Fck You "pay you later" conversation
My patiants runing short, Im tired of waitin
Im a Kwano Jita wtf you saying
You can whipe the grin we know you're hating
We went off the grid now we're lavetating
Palms are itching yes feet are aching
Born hungry I just want the bacon
I want the money yes Madiba nation
These are hunger pains mixed with desparation
These are crazy thoughts of umjita chasing
A dream while all his friends are faking
Foes are watching and the streets are waiting
I'm 10 light years I'm old aging
Running my race while yal all pacing
Desperation dun worn off
Dont fuck with knock offs
Stop looking hard, When we hit the yard
Better pray to GOD
Dont end shit that you wont start
My attitude is always on AMASTARD
Swiss da Goon
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Writer(s): Zwelethu Moyo
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