G.M.K (feat. Sirskii)
You be happy
Me, I want what's coming to me
Oh, well... what's coming to you?
The world, Chico, and everything in it
Let me get it one time
I do this shit with a smile
Thought I should spit a few rhymes
Sharpen the lines like a knife, and we ready for war with some guys
Oh my god, I'm so sublime
These are not bars.
These are just regular lines
Niggas all bark, they don't bite
Hating from the other side
We never pay 'em no mind
I got to stay focused they cannot be wasting my time
You need favour no problem, waitsi ase jaive
Get you some coke I ain't talkin no white
Bitch I'm on fire, got gas like a light
It's on sight
Don't think twice
You on the edge you sliding on ice
Nigga got packed like a gift
Drop him at home like 'Mama Surprise'
These other niggas ain't got it like we do
Talkin that fufu
They ain't gone last like two minute noodles
That's what the truth is
Then you realise I'll be gone like a train going 'choo choo'
Now you on that vodoo tryna take me down
I call up God makin sure that he around
Lane switched goin' harder now
Ain't no saint we all got some battle scars from the past
Let me not bring up all that
I'm not in the mood to be sad
I'm really just glad
It happened the way that i planned
It was too good to be true but who cares
Right now i feel like the man
Niggas don't see what i see so they won't understand
Dead in his sleep cause he popping on Xans
Take niggas shit they ain't getting it back
I'm slowly sneaking to the future
Nigga I peaked
Nigga I'm geeked
Y'all can not afford the bed to be sleeping on me
So pay up the fee
I'm a big bomb to the mic
Wanna see?
Like Kim Jong dropped me on the beat
Pick up a book dumb nigga read
Even King Kong still dumb as a bitch
Gold Metallic Knife
It ain't a show before I arrive
Gold Metallic Knife
Flow so cold you won't think I'm alive
Gold Metallic Knife
So die my nigga you ain't gon revive
Count down from zero to five (gold)
And see if you will survive (gold)
I bet you a couple commas
I'd fuck up the game and get paid for it
A whole lotta dollars
Put Klipa's to your head but I ain't a barber
Hit the hit man glock 38 out of order
Turn rappers to orphans
Ah shit
I made em my sons and my daughters
I ground em 6 feet 7 feet under gardens
And I'm pardoned cause
It's in honour of President Carter
I'm the greatest rapper did you hear me stutter?
In this game I'm the coach I choose who's the starter
I put on air, in pairs like Jordan's
Prepare
Nightmares and extortions.
I poach all the goats' front seat to a slaughter (to a slaughter)
Fuck the protagonist I am the author (I'm the author)
I can put all y'all niggas to torture (torch)
I can put all y'all niggas to uh
I'm slowly sneaking to the future
Nigga I peaked
Nigga I'm geeked
Y'all can not afford the bed to be sleeping on me
So pay up the fee
I'm a big bomb to the mic
Wanna see?
Like Kim Jong dropped me on the beat
Pick up a book dumb nigga read
Even King Kong still dumb as a bitch
Gold Metallic Knife
It ain't a show before I arrive
Gold Metallic Knife
Flow so cold you won't think I'm alive
Gold Metallic Knife
So die my nigga you ain't gon revive
Count down from zero to five (gold)
And see if you will survive (gold)
Me, I want what's coming to me
Oh, well... what's coming to you?
The world, Chico, and everything in it
Let me get it one time
I do this shit with a smile
Thought I should spit a few rhymes
Sharpen the lines like a knife, and we ready for war with some guys
Oh my god, I'm so sublime
These are not bars.
These are just regular lines
Niggas all bark, they don't bite
Hating from the other side
We never pay 'em no mind
I got to stay focused they cannot be wasting my time
You need favour no problem, waitsi ase jaive
Get you some coke I ain't talkin no white
Bitch I'm on fire, got gas like a light
It's on sight
Don't think twice
You on the edge you sliding on ice
Nigga got packed like a gift
Drop him at home like 'Mama Surprise'
These other niggas ain't got it like we do
Talkin that fufu
They ain't gone last like two minute noodles
That's what the truth is
Then you realise I'll be gone like a train going 'choo choo'
Now you on that vodoo tryna take me down
I call up God makin sure that he around
Lane switched goin' harder now
Ain't no saint we all got some battle scars from the past
Let me not bring up all that
I'm not in the mood to be sad
I'm really just glad
It happened the way that i planned
It was too good to be true but who cares
Right now i feel like the man
Niggas don't see what i see so they won't understand
Dead in his sleep cause he popping on Xans
Take niggas shit they ain't getting it back
I'm slowly sneaking to the future
Nigga I peaked
Nigga I'm geeked
Y'all can not afford the bed to be sleeping on me
So pay up the fee
I'm a big bomb to the mic
Wanna see?
Like Kim Jong dropped me on the beat
Pick up a book dumb nigga read
Even King Kong still dumb as a bitch
Gold Metallic Knife
It ain't a show before I arrive
Gold Metallic Knife
Flow so cold you won't think I'm alive
Gold Metallic Knife
So die my nigga you ain't gon revive
Count down from zero to five (gold)
And see if you will survive (gold)
I bet you a couple commas
I'd fuck up the game and get paid for it
A whole lotta dollars
Put Klipa's to your head but I ain't a barber
Hit the hit man glock 38 out of order
Turn rappers to orphans
Ah shit
I made em my sons and my daughters
I ground em 6 feet 7 feet under gardens
And I'm pardoned cause
It's in honour of President Carter
I'm the greatest rapper did you hear me stutter?
In this game I'm the coach I choose who's the starter
I put on air, in pairs like Jordan's
Prepare
Nightmares and extortions.
I poach all the goats' front seat to a slaughter (to a slaughter)
Fuck the protagonist I am the author (I'm the author)
I can put all y'all niggas to torture (torch)
I can put all y'all niggas to uh
I'm slowly sneaking to the future
Nigga I peaked
Nigga I'm geeked
Y'all can not afford the bed to be sleeping on me
So pay up the fee
I'm a big bomb to the mic
Wanna see?
Like Kim Jong dropped me on the beat
Pick up a book dumb nigga read
Even King Kong still dumb as a bitch
Gold Metallic Knife
It ain't a show before I arrive
Gold Metallic Knife
Flow so cold you won't think I'm alive
Gold Metallic Knife
So die my nigga you ain't gon revive
Count down from zero to five (gold)
And see if you will survive (gold)
Credits
Writer(s): Lesego Ntseke
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