station - gregory mfeka lyrics
station
hook
i see you running but i see no progress my n*gga you buggin’ no cap and that’s facts/
stuck on your trojans i guess your position is open to all of these cats and that’s facts/
it’s time that we bring out these raps feelin’ like panga machetes/
cut throat and an arm and a leg best beware of the n*gga from newlands the west/
verse
i be spitting heat on the mic, like the burning bush in the night/
i just wanna reach 29, god level status on the rise/
i ain’t no average joseph nah, i’mma say my hail mary’s right/
i ain’t no average joe nah…/
it’s cold outside, and bodies lay ten fold outside, and more graves for the poe outside/
you know they tryna overthrow outside but who am i to voice the sh*t i see on this beat tonight/
my blood boils when i wit*ness my*kind, trick*scam*mislead a whole nation/
oh sh*t just duck before it turns to a duck hunt game more cartridges arrive if you lеak more game/
hook
i see you running but i see no progress my n*gga you buggin’ no cap and that’s facts/
stuck on your trojans i guess your position is open to all of these cats and that’s facts/
it’s time that we bring out these raps feelin’ like panga machetes/
cut throat and an arm and a leg best beware of the n*gga from newlands the west/
versе
i’m hoping i get rich, i know i’m bout to make it big/
back and forth thoughts in the mix, back and forth doubting my sh*t/
i’m bout to open catacombs decimate your top 44/
back in service with this type flow, got you bumpin’ like a 64’/
impala with the ‘draulics and a hoe, night time then she hit the road/
mama still wanna walk on shore, sands of maui visions what i hope/
want my n*gga ted hittin’ thieves, a hunnid times you know what i mean/
i forever rep eve, to entertain you eternally/
first verse i was tryna show, possibilities on spitting gold/
on a beat and energy like this, your ice watch ain’t gon’ cool the soul/
of kids tight gripped by devil, you el diablo el fuego n*gga/
hook
i see you running but i see no progress my n*gga you buggin’ no cap and that’s facts/
stuck on your trojans i guess your position is open to all of these cats and that’s facts/
it’s time that we bring out these raps feelin’ like panga machetes/
cut throat and an arm and a leg best beware of the n*gga from newlands the west/
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