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On the mic these Hip-Hop knock offs get knocked off Cock back click clack, pop smoked off Lookin for John Wayne Niggaz I rode off, strode off Niggaz cant catch up to tomato sauce Little by little I snap brittle the little MCs who wanna test me Covid bars take your breath away like a jetski You want more I got plenty You want raw, got that clip full serve you till empty Don't tempt me Grab your neck, stick a knife to your eye watch it pop off Jump off, okapi your balls watch em bitches fall off The Impaler, put needles in ya asthma inhaler I am the nigga that put brakes on ya failure Noose on your neck Drag yo ass like a trailer Only time you facin the streets Is when you facin the tar or my Chuck Taylors Daarsy daarsy, Tzafenda the vaccine eliminating all wack MCs Daarsy daarsy, Tzafenda the OG bringin real bars back to the streets Daarsay daarsy, Tzafenda the MC lay you flat when it comes to the heat Daarsy daarsy, whatever it is man, whatever it is Constipated nga Piano, do ni nyisa nga rap Say Hip-Hop is dead I scrap the shit out of the map My verse scripture Get young'ns through they Bar-mitzvah I am bar richer Squeeze my gats, like Jack Reacher Do ni nyisa, bars barracuda, aah Do ni nyisa Call me the Dada Prime Minister Eat MCs on the mic till they beggin for easter Like burst sewers, my shit runnin the streets Call me the shepherd, cause I'm runnin the sheep Pirate copies on the mic Niggaz ain't bar legit, barred legit Lord Impaler, leave them with deep holes and scars legit Choose a battle, you either run or spit Like a child out of wedlock, on the mic you don't exist' Tzafenda blade is sharper you cant resist Slit your throat open serve your Adam's apple to your kids Daarsy daarsy, Tzafenda the vaccine eliminating all wack MCs Daarsy daarsy, Tzafenda the OG bringin real bars back to the streets Daarsay daarsy, Tzafenda the MC lay you flat when it comes to the heat Daarsy daarsy, whatever it is man, whatever it is Last verse whats worse Suckin a dick while he takin a shit Or eat his ass cause he payin the bills This girl's life so trill Gotta eat dick cause you cant work for a meal Or stomach your books Forget the blow jobs do somethin or work or cook On the streets sellin em books I'll be ya nigga with doe on ya tenterhooks Now you blessed with a positive HIV VIP on the list of the D.I.D, Dead Indeed Lazy, greed, some of ya'll stomachin the GBV for the doe Zwia penga, These niggaz is animals Worst of a kind But the Impaler, stick it to em if the government cant Probably got a cut, these government cunts At the tail end long as they give em they cut Government thugs be government cants Daarsy daarsy, Tzafenda the vaccine eliminating all wack MCs Daarsy daarsy, Tzafenda the OG bringin real bars back to the streets Daarsay daarsy, Tzafenda the MC lay you flat when it comes to the heat Daarsy daarsy, whatever it is man, whatever it is
Writer(s): Thizwihangwi Nemanashe Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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