16 December Freestyle
Uh, I'm back
Oh yessir
I'm back to the studio
Where we learn how to flow
Turn nothing into gold
Turn nothing into gold
Living like a pharaoh playing yu-gi-oh
I'm hearing 808s that's my cue to go
I showed them the way of life, that's humbling
Ivhil' liyajika, my circumference bitch
Never leave a joint without leaving a tip
Never spend your stack before paying your bills
I been doing VIP since a lil' kid
Ya'll want me to brag to listen to my shit
I don't post it on the gram but I'm living it
You want that new shit? go stream the genesis
Cause some of you fake fans and fake friends
Hitting up my line cause you want benefits
Heard my pops died so you think I got inheritance
Don't worry 'bout my new shit, go stream the genesis
I see them runaway runaway runaway runaway
Cause they ain't got nothing on me
I see them runaway runaway runaway runaway
You can ask they homies
I'm a stone cold killer
I tell the beat I'll kill her
The futuristic Dilla
Be flowing like a river
I eat rappers for dinner
Cause rapping is my pillar
I see God in the mirror
The Pheli representor
I do this with no filter
Michael Jackson on thriller
Trapping your souls like Tiller
Bryson or Quentin miller
Somebody pass the liquor
Haters get the middle finger
They should fear my trigger finger
Pow (Pow pow pow) when I squeeze the trigger
A TKE soldier
Got the world on my shoulders
Fuck winter, I am colder
Switch up like I'm bipolar
You dope, but I am doper
I don't need your exposure
Supamega on composure
Strike you out like Sammy sosa
The show is over, huh
Laughing at your motherfuckers thinking that I'm done, call me the joker
All the heat I'm bringing to the studio is supanova
Word up, gotta give props to the brother, the nova
Its about time time I tell you 'bout Mvula
Even when I'm broke, I beam to the sky nebula
A guardian of the galaxy, so marvel call me buddha
Peace inside my mind but with the rhymes, ngiya'dubula
Taking shots like Uzi guns
With the rhymes, Cory gunz
Busta rhymes, that's ton of lines
Hollywood your time is up
I'm megamind, breaking spines
I spit fire, level up
It is no surprise, this God you know what's up
Uh
Oh yessir
I'm back to the studio
Where we learn how to flow
Turn nothing into gold
Turn nothing into gold
Living like a pharaoh playing yu-gi-oh
I'm hearing 808s that's my cue to go
I showed them the way of life, that's humbling
Ivhil' liyajika, my circumference bitch
Never leave a joint without leaving a tip
Never spend your stack before paying your bills
I been doing VIP since a lil' kid
Ya'll want me to brag to listen to my shit
I don't post it on the gram but I'm living it
You want that new shit? go stream the genesis
Cause some of you fake fans and fake friends
Hitting up my line cause you want benefits
Heard my pops died so you think I got inheritance
Don't worry 'bout my new shit, go stream the genesis
I see them runaway runaway runaway runaway
Cause they ain't got nothing on me
I see them runaway runaway runaway runaway
You can ask they homies
I'm a stone cold killer
I tell the beat I'll kill her
The futuristic Dilla
Be flowing like a river
I eat rappers for dinner
Cause rapping is my pillar
I see God in the mirror
The Pheli representor
I do this with no filter
Michael Jackson on thriller
Trapping your souls like Tiller
Bryson or Quentin miller
Somebody pass the liquor
Haters get the middle finger
They should fear my trigger finger
Pow (Pow pow pow) when I squeeze the trigger
A TKE soldier
Got the world on my shoulders
Fuck winter, I am colder
Switch up like I'm bipolar
You dope, but I am doper
I don't need your exposure
Supamega on composure
Strike you out like Sammy sosa
The show is over, huh
Laughing at your motherfuckers thinking that I'm done, call me the joker
All the heat I'm bringing to the studio is supanova
Word up, gotta give props to the brother, the nova
Its about time time I tell you 'bout Mvula
Even when I'm broke, I beam to the sky nebula
A guardian of the galaxy, so marvel call me buddha
Peace inside my mind but with the rhymes, ngiya'dubula
Taking shots like Uzi guns
With the rhymes, Cory gunz
Busta rhymes, that's ton of lines
Hollywood your time is up
I'm megamind, breaking spines
I spit fire, level up
It is no surprise, this God you know what's up
Uh
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Writer(s): Ofentse Radebe
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