They Know
I be wavy with the music
I ain't really gotta prove it
I'm a beast with the acoustics
See I'm the one, I make these rappers wanna run
My lyrics is the ammo and my mic here is the gun
Yeah I'm a king, yeah I'm a beast
Yeah they know I got the fire, I got the heat
I know that they gon love me, they gon put me on repeat
And if he still can't stand me tell that nigga take a seat
Yo it's that time again, man, it's crunch time, skilled with a mic yeah they know
I'm kinda hungry, yo, it's lunchtime, please name a rapper I should aim for
Woke up feeling different, feel like a man on a mission
Ya'll gon learn today it's about time that you listened man
I ain't your average Joe. I am not Tom, Dick or Harry
And it's B-Town boy, you know that I rep Malawi
I said it's crunch time, I'm skilled with a mic yeah they know
I'm a beast with the punchlines, it's always K-Squared with the K.O
Destined for the stars, yo, I be moving like a rocket
And they say talk is cheap, and it costs even less to gossip
Your mouth be talking shit and you can't seem to keep my name off it
But if all publicity is good, then thanks that I'm the topic man
I been asking questions got me feeling like Confucius
So real recognise real, these girls tryna confuse us
Been out here long enough you know the games full of medusas
Cause these days rappers only as good as their producers, real talk
I be wavy with the music
I ain't really gotta prove it
I'm a beast with the acoustics
See I'm the one, I make these rappers wanna run
My lyrics is the ammo and my mic here is the gun
Yeah I'm a king, yeah I'm a beast
Yeah they know I got the fire, I got the heat
I know that they gon love me, they gon put me on repeat
And if he still can't stand me tell that nigga take a seat
I'm screaming I ain't got no worries, I'ma get mine when it's time to
Lot of things on my mind, and lately I feel like I've been inclined to
Waste my time with the average girls, need a girl to confide in
The epitome of a paradox, you know, down to earth and fly too
See the rap game is the ocean, boy, these sharks wanna bite you
Trappers testing my patience got me questioning they IQ
Long list of rappers haters tryna put me behind dudes
But all my lines intelligent so you'd tend to wonder why would I queue (IQ)
I'm a genius with the word play
I'm just ouchea tryna get cake like every day was my birthday
With this tip that I'm on, know that I'm second to none
First place, is where I belong, man you can't deny my work rate
We make the beats ourselves, and the lyrics ourselves no ghost-writers
Mastering mixing and mastering just for the haters to say that they don't like us?
Man I push this EP on my own
And these haters got the nerve to say I don't sit on the throne?
I be wavy with the music
I ain't really gotta prove it
I'm a beast with the acoustics
See I'm the one, I make these rappers wanna run
My lyrics is the ammo and my mic here is the gun
Yeah I'm a king, yeah I'm a beast
Yeah they know I got the fire, I got the heat
I know that they gon love me, they gon put me on repeat
And if he still can't stand me tell that nigga take a seat
I be wavy with the music
I ain't really gotta prove it
I'm a beast with the acoustics
See 'm the one, I make these rappers wanna run
My lyrics is the ammo and my mic here is the gun
Yeah I'm a king, yeah I'm a beast
Yeah they know I got the fire, I got the heat
I know that they gon love me, they gon put me on repeat
And if he still can't stand me tell that nigga take a seat
I ain't really gotta prove it
I'm a beast with the acoustics
See I'm the one, I make these rappers wanna run
My lyrics is the ammo and my mic here is the gun
Yeah I'm a king, yeah I'm a beast
Yeah they know I got the fire, I got the heat
I know that they gon love me, they gon put me on repeat
And if he still can't stand me tell that nigga take a seat
Yo it's that time again, man, it's crunch time, skilled with a mic yeah they know
I'm kinda hungry, yo, it's lunchtime, please name a rapper I should aim for
Woke up feeling different, feel like a man on a mission
Ya'll gon learn today it's about time that you listened man
I ain't your average Joe. I am not Tom, Dick or Harry
And it's B-Town boy, you know that I rep Malawi
I said it's crunch time, I'm skilled with a mic yeah they know
I'm a beast with the punchlines, it's always K-Squared with the K.O
Destined for the stars, yo, I be moving like a rocket
And they say talk is cheap, and it costs even less to gossip
Your mouth be talking shit and you can't seem to keep my name off it
But if all publicity is good, then thanks that I'm the topic man
I been asking questions got me feeling like Confucius
So real recognise real, these girls tryna confuse us
Been out here long enough you know the games full of medusas
Cause these days rappers only as good as their producers, real talk
I be wavy with the music
I ain't really gotta prove it
I'm a beast with the acoustics
See I'm the one, I make these rappers wanna run
My lyrics is the ammo and my mic here is the gun
Yeah I'm a king, yeah I'm a beast
Yeah they know I got the fire, I got the heat
I know that they gon love me, they gon put me on repeat
And if he still can't stand me tell that nigga take a seat
I'm screaming I ain't got no worries, I'ma get mine when it's time to
Lot of things on my mind, and lately I feel like I've been inclined to
Waste my time with the average girls, need a girl to confide in
The epitome of a paradox, you know, down to earth and fly too
See the rap game is the ocean, boy, these sharks wanna bite you
Trappers testing my patience got me questioning they IQ
Long list of rappers haters tryna put me behind dudes
But all my lines intelligent so you'd tend to wonder why would I queue (IQ)
I'm a genius with the word play
I'm just ouchea tryna get cake like every day was my birthday
With this tip that I'm on, know that I'm second to none
First place, is where I belong, man you can't deny my work rate
We make the beats ourselves, and the lyrics ourselves no ghost-writers
Mastering mixing and mastering just for the haters to say that they don't like us?
Man I push this EP on my own
And these haters got the nerve to say I don't sit on the throne?
I be wavy with the music
I ain't really gotta prove it
I'm a beast with the acoustics
See I'm the one, I make these rappers wanna run
My lyrics is the ammo and my mic here is the gun
Yeah I'm a king, yeah I'm a beast
Yeah they know I got the fire, I got the heat
I know that they gon love me, they gon put me on repeat
And if he still can't stand me tell that nigga take a seat
I be wavy with the music
I ain't really gotta prove it
I'm a beast with the acoustics
See 'm the one, I make these rappers wanna run
My lyrics is the ammo and my mic here is the gun
Yeah I'm a king, yeah I'm a beast
Yeah they know I got the fire, I got the heat
I know that they gon love me, they gon put me on repeat
And if he still can't stand me tell that nigga take a seat
Credits
Writer(s): Kumbukani Kamanga
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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