Flag

Yeah, time to set it straight, you know
Yeah, a'ight, mm-hmm, yeah, shh
The road to this was never easy
Never mind the fakes, I cut em' off, I'm playing Ripley's
Still they don't believe it how I
Made it out so quickly
Should be taking notes, the Madibas as we go
I'm on that golden era mode

Nka le gaya ge le nyaka loan, Di bar di tla ka poem
Di bar di batla soap, corny, washing niggas though
Look how it's for me, catch the flow
Step up if you foe, nobody's going toe to toe
I'm fighting tooth and nail, don't be nervous, you will fail
You never tip the scale, cause I'm still spitting heavy

Scoop like it's Romano, but they still wouldn't get me
Game ase selo, get them out the way
Had to make it ka bophelo, just so I'm getting paid
Had to make it with the raps, I'm the greatest, yeah, ke chelo
You mistaken if you
Huh, thought I wasn't him
Don't ever let them gas you
Face is looking grim, don't you see

You're the sloppiest looking lot I've ever seen
It's up to me to prevent you from becoming a disgrace to the regiment
And I will prevent that, if I have to kill half of you with work
But the half that lives will be soldiers, I promise you

Yeah, can I rap without the beat
Would I hit the factory without my notebook and my read
Could Picasso make you see, that I'm him

Try to hit me with distractions, I don't concentrate to win
I just do it, swoosh!
Fluid how I do this thing so smooth
No predicting on my moves, I'm just too clever
Who's better?
Name them all and they gon' gain some new pressures

Wait, Mass is, instigating pain, I bring new stretchers
Sheesh, huh
Time I get it back I, never wave the flag
I'm thinking they just fools if they do not think I'm that guy
NPCs, gas, type of rapper that is ass

Think it's time they all confess that
No one meets my match, don't you see
Still blind to the facts
They gon' rewind when I snap
And just realise that I made this for all divine rapping cats
Cause I'm the blueprint, tell me don't you see

There'll be a flag flying out there in the morning
That I swore to uphold
Armies of good men have died for it gladly
The battle flag and it's a flag of victory
I'm rather proud to be under it
And I wouldn't want to go out in the morning like you
And know that I was going to be a traitor to it



Credits
Writer(s): Lenny Masedi Sadiki, Martin Macharia Murage
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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