Mould

I'm built different I don't fit no Mould
My tongue froze way I spit so cold
Say fuck a xan but the seal might pour
Cause all told I don't really wanna feel no more

Young man from the JHB
Mannerly I'm handling these ABCs
(Sies)
I'm an instrument of GOD
So if you tryna play me I think NOT
My Life is just a Heavenly Symphony
Devilish Chords, Lucifer with the Melody
Flow too sick No Remedy
Mind too Quick I'm always getting Ahead of Me

Slow down Lil Boy (Pause)
There's just some things you can't ignore
Take it all in (Feel)
There's lots to Lose but more to Win

So I hold this bitch down like a harness (HuhUh Man)
Not a rapper little mama I'm an Artist (Sies Tog)
Sammy SoSag go the hardest
Giving you these gifts like it don't matter what the cost is

I'm built different I don't fit no Mould
New Bounce but the Soul too Old
They selling souls better hold Yo Own
The fake Love It they ain't fucking with the real no more
Built different I don't fit no Mould
Tongue froze way I spit so cold
Say fuck a xan but the seal might pour
Cause all told I don't really wanna feel no more

Nee guy, for a moment I thought it was a shooting star hond
Brooo, it might be doe, how long is this going on for
Bra, and it's becoming more and more clear hond

Shit is years in the making I'm only 25
Nowhere near close to my peak
I'm only on the rise
Heartbeat Synced to the Kick
The Music come Alive
Simulation Glitch when I Spit
On shit they can't deny
Who Am I
Blurred Lines When the Ego start to dissipate
Open Wide when the Psilocybin Penetrate
Communication with All The Ancients
I been around
Psychedelic the Synaesthesia
I'm seeing sounds
Hear me now
Kicking Philosophy that's on Socrates
Niggas chasing Hype while I'm testing all my Hypotheses
Know that I'm gon make it I'm prone to fulfil the Prophecy
Poppa always told me be Honest with no Apologies
No False Modesty
Know I'm the shit bitch
Fine Art
Lines Too Sharp
Get ya neck slit
Double Cartwheel twist lyric gymnastics
Double Bar Feel bitch I flip it Fantastic
Elastic

So I don't fit no Mould
The tongue froze way I spit so cold
They selling souls better hold Yo Own
The fake Love It they ain't fucking with the Real no more
Built Different I don't fit no Mould
New Bounce but the Soul too Old
Say fuck a xan but the seal might pour
Cause all told I don't really wanna feel no more

And I don't really wanna feel no more
I don't really wanna feel no more
Say fuck a xan but the seal might pour
Cause all told I don't really wanna feel no more
And they ain't fucking with the real no more
I don't really wanna feel no more
They selling souls better hold yo own
The fake love it they aint fucking they aint, shit



Credits
Writer(s): Samuel Fisher
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