A R T $ T a R

A R T $ T A R
I'm too radical I bring fear upon my opponents
Just like a boss they give me a stage and I own it
We kicking the door till it opens, with all this pressure I should ask how you coping
Too many pieces to decide for who my heart has spoken
It was never stolen, but it's forever broken
Mixing business with pleasure so I get the rolling
I'm leaving the pussy wetter, flooding and soaking
My raps profound like I write in the ocean (yeah)

Boys and girls this what I call an ART$TAR
Just a black teenage boy with a Rasta
Boys and girls this what I call an ART$TAR
Just a black teenage boy with a Rasta

Wake up, who the fuck your think you playing
I can start a cult make them all believe in Satan
What the fuck do you know about a cadence?
This is how I kill a rapper in any occasion
Not enough blood for us to be in relation
Not enough talk for us to be in conversation
And if only death can cause us for separation then ain't that much for correlation
I'm just saying

Boys and girls this what I call an ART$TAR
Just a black teenage boy with a Rasta
Boys and girls this what I call an ART$TAR
Just a black teenage boy with a Rasta
Boys and girls this what I call an ART$TAR
Just a black teenage boy with a Rasta

Is this what I've been waiting for?
Man I've been talking to myself in the mirror (yeah)
I can't lie it's been long, the fog is finally gone
And my way to victory is getting clearer
I had the vision since 4, so I can never let any
Man correct me about my picture
Is this what I've been waiting for?
Man I've been talking to myself in the mirror (yeah)
I can't lie it's been long, the fog is finally gone
And my way to victory is getting clearer
I had the vision since 4, so I can never let any man correct me about my picture



Credits
Writer(s): Lesego Malatji
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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