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Nasty C - King Shit (Visualizer)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nasty C
Nasty C
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nsikayesizwe David Junior Ngcobo
Nsikayesizwe David Junior Ngcobo
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nasty C
Nasty C
Producer
Mike Manitshana
Mike Manitshana
Mixing Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer

Songtexte

Ooh-ooh, ooh Ooh-ooh, ooh Ooh-ooh, ooh Ooh-ooh, ooh Ooh-ooh, ooh Ooh-ooh, ooh Ooh-ooh, ooh Ooh-ooh, ooh This is how it feel to be on top of the world, oh-oh I'm so glad I've been through the dirt, oh-oh You can never play me, I know my worth, oh-oh You can call me whatever you want, I've been called worse, nigga Let go of all your fears, let go of all your fears I go to church on the moon, I talk to God on shrooms I know I'm not perfect, but the God I worship He forgives, He saves King shit (king shit), king shit (king) King shit (king), king shit (king) Set it off (set it off), set it off (set it off) Set it off (off), set it off Come on King shit (king shit), king shit (king shit) King shit (king shit), king shit (king shit) Set it off (set it off), set it off (off) Set it off (off), set it off Ice box, where my heart used to be Giving rocks, to the slimes cool with me Can't never let the guap ruin me Ten times what they say on my eulogy Snapbacks, tattoos and jewelry Talking dollar signs, ever so fluently Top of the world, baby, it's you and me She's all about her nudity It be moving me, is she using me? Ms. Troublemaker, come hop in the pool with me Know what we doing, we right where we choose to be Thought I told you it ain't new to me I might show my true colours, for you to see This for the homies that God took away from me Heaven is empty, they're right in the stu' with me King shit (king shit), king shit (king shit) King shit (king shit), king shit (king) Set it off (set it off), set it off (set it off) Set it off (off), set it off (off) Come on King shit (king shit), king shit (king shit) King shit (king shit), king shit (king shit) Set it off (set it off), set it off (set it off) Set it off (set it off), set it off (off) Have you ever seen a Zulu man as passionate as this, baby? Flying state to state, to state, to state, to state, to state But Durban still the crib, baby Five hunnid stina, Blue Madibas for the feature, spittin' lava through the grill, baby I know they're 'bout to tell me I'm feelin' myself When they all wanna know how it feel, baby All you cheerleaders stick to cheering, please What's your two cents to my pair of McQueen's The ones before me started calling me king Pass me the torch, now I carry it clean I'm only human, I am not a machine Can't have everybody under my wing You take the crown, you take the yang and the yin Defend the title, I'ma stay in the ring Ring
Writer(s): Nsikayesizwe David J Ngcobo Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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