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letra de beats and bars verse - sboniso sb

yeah, sb, street beast
wha gwan

beats and bars. sulpha
let’s get it, ok, yeah, uh

nikkas think they’re big, nikkas think they’re it
nikkas think they’re superstars but they barely eat
look at their physic bakhandlekile ireggie
came up telling nikkas it takes years, don’t stress
ease up on the brakes then you start to move
nikkas talking big but we know they lack
imma roll this good good, hit ama two’s and hit back
rose from the ashes with the fire in my eyes, yeah
still i’m hungry every day i’m spreading out my wings
eagle vision when we scoping out the bag
gliding steady up above
nikkas always taking shots that ain’t landing, yeah
check the frequencies, we always on orbit, ma nikka
we’re untouchable
made it solo on my lane, they know, i never play tag
ali is my day one and all you nikkas ain’t friends
then i shout out maal vleis and all you nikkas two faced
i can feel the changes, if i get vexed, everybody falling casualty
grew a cold heart through these phases
more damage in my wake when i go to war
thinking greener pastures more waters for my money trees
time, seat and tears now, talking ‘bout sacrifices
i don’t do it for relevance, the bag is my priority
colossal in the making, never switch up
get your cake up, find a way out, pave your way out
get your sh-t straight ma nikka, now get it on
moving courageous through my trials
showing real strength through my triumphs
blydoma uptown, tell me what it is
i know the hard life, you don’t know the pits ma nikka
your life is cushioned, you don’t know the bare knuckles
grew up round people talking the truth like it is
keep it one hundred as i tell you how it is
its danger out here and the way i’m living now
couple grams on me and i’m getting too high
perched up on the clouds somewhere touching the sky
still i roll a dobbie just to sleep at night
smoking out the things i couldn’t sleep about, speak about
got cases on cases of emotions i’ve been bottling
i see the back hand compliments, heads debating the sk!ll
like i’m missing hours in
ten thousand hours and the outcome looking great
don’t have to say nothing, i let the clowns have it
straight into the pits if you tryna change the system
shut the window, spark that indoor when i pen a rhyme
your best in his prime cannot sweat me, cannot test me
i’m still barely getting by, still steady getting mine
never really care ‘bout whoever toes i’m stepping on
the can’t tear the line with their crabby moves
this is my victory lap and it’s all facts, yeah
i’m like kiernan on composure
some like duckworth on control
dose a rapper with some ether when he gets outta control
wies jy, wies jy ma nikka you looking unknown
i just did mass murder, it ain’t a problem if i let it breathe
yeah

- sboniso sb

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