letra de black to death - dj sablo
[verse 1: dj sablo]
i’m a black person! i’m a rap person!
coming through the hood i’m with more n-ggers than the black churches!
shout my n-gga sil we putting n-ggers in them black he-rs-s!
with our black verses!
f’tsek san! black curses!
nowa days i note a fake n-gga fast and get past that!
fake n-ggers say we waste beats where you hear that?
n-gga you large on the weist.. like a cow boy hat!
i’m on a wrestling mat! where your fighters at?
its like: d-mn this n-gga real!
d-mn! this n-gga k!lls!
n-gga all these girls be saying sablo you the best!
i got something to address like a post office
i got my ego to reduce! because it enlarges
never put trust in a n-gga you trust!
n-gga even your shadow leaves when you’re in the dark!
i’m siz and scoppin it now… bc we doing it now!
n-gga quit that flexing! coming out of kt the capital s fam.. capetown
[hook: sil]
when i start to spit put your gl-sses up
teko modise, yeah, we beat it up
and we ’bout to go: up down we k!llin’ it. cape town we back in it
black rims, black car, when i’m with your girl i make her say ahh
black…. to death. black…. to death. black black to death
[verse 2: e-jay]
i got the drive to blow up like the car bomb in pakistan. angdlali san’ like jackie chan boy i slept you san’
hosh my bru.. i’m bringing kaapstad back.. and my flow stay cool in my 2 book cap, 2 door black
talking cr-p and this tool gonn’ clap
talking back and these dudes gonn’ smack…. like styles of the rich and famous. like styles from the streets that’s nameless
from the bottom to the top of the highest we chainless – get h0m-s famous
since zuma got babies and malema got problems, and the rumors got crazy on my road to super stardom. who’s to pardon? sleeping with celebrity chicks
screaming cream get the money yo its day to be rich
if my compet-tion’s sicker then i’m s’pose to be dead
eight thousand twitter followers that’s the price on my head. amen
same dude that your girlfriend hates to love… when you hear me in the city turn the radio up
[hook: sil]
when i start to spit put your gl-sses up
teko modise, yeah, we beat it up
and we ’bout to go: up down we k!llin’ it. cape town we back in it
black rims, black car, when i’m with your girl i make her say ahh
black…. to death. black…. to death. black black to death
[outro verse: sil]
man we told you long ago we gonna make this feature happen. now it’s happened. two kings, one god for ever reppin’
we pushing h-lla. chasing evil cheddar. stop saying that you sick, the doctor said you better
ain’t that what you wanted? us sick, you better? f-ck it what a paradox my flow’s sick so better…
feature me, and i’ll easily take your fan base. siya koroba le scapser
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