FANCY/ REALLY 'BOUT IT

Okay her mama told her baby girl now don't you socialize
With them fancy pants and corporate rats they don't make room for no dime
Take my advice cause I've been through shit through the sacrifice and lies
I done been that chick with the meanest prick and they always cross the line
Marry me my daughter
Marry me and suffer
Bury me and take all my belongings when I parish
A yes to his propoasal is the word you shouldnt stutter
Cause he a spitting image of your deadbeat father
Thats what your mama told you,
She prolly tryna control you
She moving really selfish babe and you just wanna be loyal
Like older Tommy Doyle when he met Laurie and her family
She psychotic that's alarming and you the perfect foil

Fuck you and your preference
You gon have to listen
You gon have to sit through this
You don't get no Intermission
This ain't no exposition
I don't have to be convincing
But these bars apocalyptic
And your style is contradictive
My brain is still proccesing
And it can't stop insisting
That i'm the greatest thing since modern day wrestling
I'm the stock you should invest in
Experienced and a freshman
The essence of progression
And a bonafide sensation
The ruler of existance
The mind is rather vicious
The bitches say we miss you man
Coz I've been very distant
Dismissing every meeting dawg
Coz i done learnt my lesson
These bitches really evil dawg I never show affection
A god like figure everytime I'm on a beat I'm voilating certain entities with detrimental speech
I could hide serenity and show my lack of empathy but then they'd call me psycho never listen when i speak
Trying to save a stubborn generation from exticntion is the only thing I'll prolly never do bcoz they bleak
I been feeling gorgeous with a flow that kills immortals, resurecting every version of myself, so they could feast



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Writer(s): Songo Mokoena
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