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#fuckdatshit - khula sunday lyrics

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[intro : sk!llz]
whatup? -chuckles- heee
check this out maine
it’s the real… hip hop
my n-gga , my n-gga #f-ckdatsh-t
my n-gga , my n-gga #f-ckdatsh-t (my n-gga)
my n-gga , my n-gga #f-ckdatsh-t (n-gga)
n-ggas ain’t real maine , (what?)
(yoh) let’s get it on maine
they ain’t real (yo’)
they’re fake as f-ck

[verse 1: sk!llz]
ma cuz we always find ways to meet like centre folds
you been told, behold hold your horses holmes
we spit poems, norms, not to
follow the trend
i intend to do damage wit a pen, i’m super man
got some -ss (s) on my chest
being the best on my worst, you could
never test
mouth piece, no peace, i’m all u need b
you see me, lyrically so original
should have a red tag like a pair of levis
i’m danger zone straight up no subliminalz
time change, i change time
y’all cats anti-wise, my aunt is more wise
now i’m done being the nice guy, i’m
giving y’all cats th eye
remain ubra darkie, say dankie i’m here
growing you like breast milk
usana lukhal’ embelekweni
i’m carrying you,now u crying on my back
f-ck, i’m the greatest, headlining like the latest news
i’m death on the news…

[hook : sk!llz & khula sunday]
my n-gga #f-ckdatsh-t , #f-ckdatsh-t
my n-gga #f-ckdatsh-t , aye yo’ #f-ckdatsh-t
what? #f-ckdatsh-t , #f-ckdatshiiit
if you’re a fake n-gga #f-ckdatsh-t , homie #f-ckdatsh-t
if you’re a real n-gga #f-ckdatsh-t , yo’ #f-ckdatsh-t

[verse 2 : khula sunday]

pinkie and the brain , yhongi and zane
we’re smooth operators , double impact
taking wide strides , in the plain terrain
like khoisan hunters in the quest for rain
we’re in it for the 40 acres , haak vrystaata !
irrigating plantation fields of marijuana
to graze cows and raise stakes high
nana must realize , singa makruger a-van toeka
from forbidden settlements , ikaka ez’qhunywa yindanda
they mug folks for small change , and claim z’yaphanda
dying like flies in a catcher and burried six feet under
people often wonder, why my poetry’s deep
nothing but hunger , that tightens my firm grip on pens
perspective is a bad eye-view , binocular lens
f-ck the pretence , you’re f-cking rap-basic – abc nursery rhymes , or am i lost in time ? mama explain the irony of a midget named khula
a guru in his earliest prime
maxweb’ethambis wanna shine on my shine
taking shots , is he taking shots?
oh yeah, that’s point blank , skarela u line

[hook : sk!llz & khula sunday]
my n-gga #f-ckdatsh-t , #f-ckdatsh-t
my n-gga #f-ckdatsh-t , aye yo’ #f-ckdatsh-t
what? #f-ckdatsh-t , n-gga #f-ckdatshiiit
if you’re a fake n-gga #f-ckdatsh-t , homie #f-ckdatsh-t
if you’re a real n-gga #f-ckdatsh-t , yo’ #f-ckdatsh-t

- khula sunday lyrics

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