I aint checked ma mentions in two years
Am losing faith in humanity
You rather be somebody′s property
Whole world looking at you
If you ever break the rules
Which rules somebody talk to me
Frame a brother portrait in aa gallery
The pain and the fame is for the salary
Who best to test pon test me lyrically
Am obsessed with this girl's chest
Got a soft spot for mini skirts
Only fuck we gave was karmasutra
If you wanna fuck with us
But their shots are Amarula
Bad boy from the ninetees
Cudos to everybody that believed in us
When did i stop breathing
Wuh you do for your country
And you worried about critics
Ma people you know the struggle
I've been using this rap rap rap
Dun chuckle Gimme knuckle
Selling positive energy like is waffles
Or spit bollar for the vultures
Am nursing this stomach ulcer
Am taking them to the altar