Chaka Zulu

I'm at work making money to burn on my kids
I've been pulling on that rocket
don't care who it hit
Spit talk
Smoke a hookah with oil to lift off
Papa Pope
Punching folks
In the throat
Like I'm Django
I don't shoot my people
My nigga
But we can tango
Me and my Adidas
Looking for beats I could strangle

I'm invincible
Every line and every note
I'm above
And their below
You begged for it here it go

Same ole
Same
Moe Pope
Rock and roll for them rap folk
I'm here which is a miracle
Swim in the beat with a back stroke
I'm just doing what is natural
Catapulting every GLD nugget
Get the fuck out if you don't love it
This is for the working woman
Put your feet up for a moment
Just dope... no warning
dads nose was frozen
That's why...
I search for love
Inside a mic that I am holding
The heavily quoted
Is dying the cop is reloading
The hate is verboten
Too many years of devotion
Y'all can guzzle on the potion
This is the sound of Beyonce's bottom when it's popping in motion
That's what I'm composing
Feels like I been chosen
The hype bringer
The light giver
The knife swinger
has awoken

Chaka Zulu
Chaka Zulu
Chaka Zulu
Chaka Zulu
Warrior
Zulu
Warrior
Zulu

Chaka Zulu
Chaka Zulu
Chaka Zulu
Chaka Zulu
Warrior
Zulu
Warrior
Zulu

Freedom of speech I'ma say what I want,
Room full of students said fuck Donald trump
Wordy, but My momma told me I'm blunt
I come Section 8, 50 cent lunch
50 cent many men, play as the soundtracks
They shoot the block up and then circle round back
Numb to it all because I grew up round that
How you from here boy but you do not sound that
Ignorant muhfucka, distance from muhfuckas
life on the line when I walk through the do'
Pistols and crack pipes, officers flashlights.
Somehow the fast life's looking real slow
Cousin was doing it,
father was doing it
and here I am looking for scholarships though
The oven was baking and

hmm has the toast so stop
Egging me on, as if omellete go
Black skin, Nice car, good job, good god, i ain't gotta work a
night shift, 5 sum'n hoopstar, hoopla, I ain't Isiah but
I'm bout, big checks woohah, ahh thank god for the internet
I've made catchy food, now everyone singing it
Pressure was on but I rose the bar
Took a seat at the table I'm Rosa Parks
Now I'm seeing double, this is Noah's arc
This worlds a big song better know your parts
It'll be lights out before it's dark
You like Shaq the line when you take ya shot
I'm the dream and Kareem when I'm on the block
That's a whole lot of winning,
you in or not

Chaka Zulu
Chaka Zulu
Chaka Zulu
Chaka Zulu
Warrior
Zulu
Warrior
Zulu

Chaka Zulu
Chaka Zulu
Chaka Zulu
Chaka Zulu
Warrior
Zulu
Warrior
Zulu



Credits
Writer(s): Janos Fulop, Latrell Jaimz Boyd, Maurice Teree Pope, Christopher Alan Klaxton
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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