Ms2

Mic check can you hear me? Can you hear me, can you hear me? Jo, really [?] 1-2, can you hear me? Can you hear me, can you hear me? Ooh I got them all up in them feelings What the fuck you gonna tell us? What the fuck you gonna tell us? Oh you mad You jealous What the fuck you gonna tell us, huh? What the fuck you gonna tell us? Oh you mad You jealous Money, power, respect Is, what I really want Is all I really want, really want yeah Khawuleeeth' umshini wam 2017 the jig is up You need to play a little different boy The jig is up That's how the game goes I never change though Same old K.O. flow still the only thing that's switching up Guess whose back up in the kitchen with an apron? Whipping up a storm for the streets Listen up All you rappers can order and eat Bon appettite Y'all get a piece of these L's I'm dishing up Funuphil' impilw' esharp, ngfun' uphil' impilwe sharp Playing the property game pushing my figures up When you on top of the game they try to finish K.O, Makaveli, The Don I'mma hit em up I don't give a fuck I know my catalogue with shut em niggas up Put me on any beat I'mma rip it up I see you tryna get your riches up, boy But you need to get your lyrics up, boy I just wanna live it up while I'm making sure I give a cut Of fucking every single guap coming in To my whole La Familia La Familia? Mr Swagger of The Season Mic check can you hear me? Can you hear me, can you hear me? Jo, really [?] 1-2, can you hear me? Can you hear me, can you hear me? Ooh I got them all up in them feelings What the fuck you gonna tell us? What the fuck you gonna tell us? Oh you mad You jealous What the fuck you gonna tell us, huh? What the fuck you gonna tell us? Oh you mad You jealous Money power respect Is, what I really want Is all I really want, really want yeah Khawuleeeth' umshini wam Everybody is platinum and everybody is gold now One hot record and everybody is a GOAT now Wait Are they some ARVs, Cocaine, Marijuana or Super Glue cause everybody is dope now? Oh my Oh my, I'm laughing at you rappers lying to the people That's a shot from a 9 millimeter Never had to lie cause my grind so official I make the type of records that will put you in the mood Those SA rhythms that will move you with the groove Bass bussin out the woofers in the coupe I just dropped the long awaited Second album numbers shooting up the roof Skhanda god mar' ungenzani? Skhanda god mar' ungenzani? We ain't see this shit coming Got your girl giving up the pussy for some quick money She can let the nigga hit But she ain't getting shit from me Mic check can you hear me? Can you hear me, can you hear me? Jo, really [?] 1-2, can you hear me? Can you hear me, can you hear me? Ooh I got them all up in them feelings What the fuck you gonna tell us? What the fuck you gonna tell us? Oh you mad You jealous What the fuck you gonna tell us, huh? What the fuck you gonna tell us? Oh you mad You jealous Money, power, respect Is, what I really want Is all I really want, really want yeah Khawuleeeth' umshini wam True killer for sure I'm a true killer for sure Not even trying to be cocky but my pool bigger than yours The coupe's bigger than yours The crew's streeter than yours Totally happy to show you the true meaning of war Flexing my powers just to show em whose really the boss Skhanda Republic yeah we showed em whose bringing the sauce I move slicker than y'all Now what the fuck you gonna tell us huh? Oh you mad You jealous I did it for the culture rooting Cheering for y'all But then again you dealing with human Beings after all and you bound to get burnt All you got to do is even the score Special thanks to you and you for teaching the boy Your new shit is manure And I can tell you got a bunch of Yes men up in the stu' when you record Your crew is the reason you falling off Fuck you gon tell us, huh? Oh you mad You jealous