I Ain't Your Bro Mi Nismo Braća

I ain't your bro
You're still an amateur
I can focus even
With an open aperture
Simplify, decomplexify reality
Fruit of the poisonous tree
A. to the b. to the c
You're just a fake MC
And I just want you to see
That you mean nothing to me

Hustle like I'm broke
And you're just a joke
I'll take a Risk and claim the game
I ain't your bro we not the same
Now it's time to name and shame

Until I'm gone and dead
I'm keep it FRESH

Until I'm gone and dead
I'm keep it FRESH

Until I'm gone and dead
I'm keep it FRESH

I'm keep it FRESH
I'm keep it FRESH

I ain't your bro
You're still an amateur
I can focus even
With an open aperture
Simplify, Decomplexify reality
Fruit of the poisonous tree
A. to the b. to the c
You're just a fake MC
And I just want you to see
That you mean nothing to me

Got these bags of lyrics
And I keep them real cold

Sub zero is the temperature
For keeping this cold

Like that anti-hero DiggyD
Is ready to explode

I'm that brand new king
I don't play games with my throne

I'm the truest MC
Your just a fake MC

You mean nothing
So disgusting

Just like rubbish
In the bin

Discarded dearly departed
Emotional broken shattered

This is A to the B to the C you see

Dvine's got that real magic
That shock you still static

Fully loaded automatic
Wrote this to make you panic

Sink ships like titanic

Reloaded
I'm just way too fantastic

Drop like it's hot
Bombastic

You no go even feel the switch
I'm a savage

If I jump on any beat I go damage
Make you dey open up your ear
I dey ravage

Call me top oga
Top top oga

Oga at the top
I dey sabi waka

Top top oga
Top top oga

Oga at the top
I dey sabi waka

Top top oga
Oga at the top

Top top oga
Oga at the top

Top top oga
Oga at the top

Top top oga
I just killed the song



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Writer(s): Mc Eki
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