See No Evil (feat. Church & deadforest)
I can't wear all black in the club or they think i'm the bouncer
It's low-key racist
But it's true that we do got the bounce for the whole country
Please stop imitating
My bro's like six three, one fifty kg's
I get why they intimidated
But he's just here to DJ
Baby, don't be scared
We just here for a good time
I grew up just like any fob out west
Everyday rock up in jandals
But the difference is when i codeswitch
Palagis think i'm John Campbell
I watched all of the bros get buzzed out
We the headliners, we the close-out
But now there's a line full of white outside of the show
Like we bringing the snow out
It's so strategic
We the culture the scene been needing
Not everyone's carrying shanks
If a knife's in my hand, then i'm probably eating
Still got love for the drillers i see who got fam at home
And you just wanna feed 'em
To me we ain't ever competing
Against all odds it ain't ever been
See no evil
Feel no pain
Change of story
What about my
Speak no evil
Run it straight
Same old story
Eye for an eye means nobody's looking at me
Got paid off a five figure discount
Call up the drop like "Safe, my g"
One too many pigs out
Gotta be quick 'fore the one time see
I was doing spots in the shack
Meantime you was online tryna act
Cool these days just tryna stay solid
Link with the bro Friday, get onnit
Can't be me tryna switch
Nintendo, go wii with the sticks
Gameboy, coming like which one of them wanna play me?
Jak, i don't know these pricks
Walk in the dairy
Bossman, can i get cash or na?
Got blunt-wraps on deck or na?
Wanna go halves on a sesh or na?
I was like yeah
Eye for an eye, that's fair my g
Have you ever had sauce on bread?
Nah, see
Not one of these fakes like me, like me
Drop bags on a new nike tee
That's amo
And the kid won't sing no more
No teacher tryna teach no more
But i still sound like an old preacher screamin'
See no evil
Feel no pain
Change of story
What about my
Speak no evil
Run it straight
Same old story
Different day
They said i talk white but my skin don't look it
Look for your phone, i'm the one who took it
Brain gets fried, can't try uncook it
Brain gets fried, can't save it
Can i just, can i just
They said i talk white but my skin don't look it
Look for your phone, i'm the one who took it
Brain gets fried, can't try uncook it
Brain gets fried, can't save it
Can i just, can i just
It's low-key racist
But it's true that we do got the bounce for the whole country
Please stop imitating
My bro's like six three, one fifty kg's
I get why they intimidated
But he's just here to DJ
Baby, don't be scared
We just here for a good time
I grew up just like any fob out west
Everyday rock up in jandals
But the difference is when i codeswitch
Palagis think i'm John Campbell
I watched all of the bros get buzzed out
We the headliners, we the close-out
But now there's a line full of white outside of the show
Like we bringing the snow out
It's so strategic
We the culture the scene been needing
Not everyone's carrying shanks
If a knife's in my hand, then i'm probably eating
Still got love for the drillers i see who got fam at home
And you just wanna feed 'em
To me we ain't ever competing
Against all odds it ain't ever been
See no evil
Feel no pain
Change of story
What about my
Speak no evil
Run it straight
Same old story
Eye for an eye means nobody's looking at me
Got paid off a five figure discount
Call up the drop like "Safe, my g"
One too many pigs out
Gotta be quick 'fore the one time see
I was doing spots in the shack
Meantime you was online tryna act
Cool these days just tryna stay solid
Link with the bro Friday, get onnit
Can't be me tryna switch
Nintendo, go wii with the sticks
Gameboy, coming like which one of them wanna play me?
Jak, i don't know these pricks
Walk in the dairy
Bossman, can i get cash or na?
Got blunt-wraps on deck or na?
Wanna go halves on a sesh or na?
I was like yeah
Eye for an eye, that's fair my g
Have you ever had sauce on bread?
Nah, see
Not one of these fakes like me, like me
Drop bags on a new nike tee
That's amo
And the kid won't sing no more
No teacher tryna teach no more
But i still sound like an old preacher screamin'
See no evil
Feel no pain
Change of story
What about my
Speak no evil
Run it straight
Same old story
Different day
They said i talk white but my skin don't look it
Look for your phone, i'm the one who took it
Brain gets fried, can't try uncook it
Brain gets fried, can't save it
Can i just, can i just
They said i talk white but my skin don't look it
Look for your phone, i'm the one who took it
Brain gets fried, can't try uncook it
Brain gets fried, can't save it
Can i just, can i just
Credits
Writer(s): Carl Ruwhiu, Dera Meelan
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