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da mickeys freestyle - m.u.s.a thesoul lyrics

[ intro ]

yow (x2)
m.u.s.a thesoul, the arsonist
22.05 magic
( talk to em)

[ verse 1 ]

razor, razor, razor blade my raps cut deep
you’d swear it’s a suicide
taylor made, me suit aside
i still jackie chan your lacking pen
been a dime from the toss
y’all n*ggas is loose change
since dey big dawgs, i go for their heads
dey bend dey tails, classic casket bar
i had to take it new heights (x2)
smell the zcc coffee dawg
ain’t no piggyback ride to make it to the top
n*ggas think durag plus smoke gon let em pop
bars like a needle
see me drilling my way to the t o p
truly stating
no lies on my verses
y’all n*ggas be false prophets
full sekele, i got a ruffneck like i’m pro fats
bona, call me mr barman
i do rap so well, i took y’all rappers under
straight from the gutter, khale ke tseya masepa
nou this bobojan flow be my key to success
lyk dey suck ass for a recognition
eneba repha sphinya, kaba thinya thanya
straight back to their sad holes ( ahhh)
steady waiting for a gap to sutla
when i’m ready to konka
yea, i meant to conquer
me parallel to you, nah, we ain’t corresponding
x mark from me to you is where you meat
bar clean, had to keep it neat
beat on cpr, sicko so expect more coffins
i cough on the mic
dey getting chest pains
up my sleeves
i got a lotta rap tricks
give di n*ggas vicks
askies, mickeys told me to show you mercy
well, here i am, b*tch (x3)
[ bridge ]

enden bare ke wack
di muhf*ckas is trippin
i wish my n*ggas was outchea
i wish my n*gga mickeys was outchea
wishing my n*gga mickeys was outchea (x3)
wishing my n*gga mickeys was outchea (x2)
was outchea (x2)

[ verse 2 ]

alright, second verse
wishing my n*gga mickeys was outchea
so we can show these lil pikininis
what they rapping is pipi outchea
f*ck the throne, to me that sh*t is just a chair
i’m top tier, you not there, that’s a fact, yea
hov flow
i’m right here putting more fear in your ear
you inferior, you nyatse my exterior, i bury ya
you nyatse my exterior, i bury ya
blackberry n*gga, your tongue sweet
i’m bitter than better you neither, nex
said you rapping buh all i hear is flex, yes!
sounding ncono when my foot is on your necks
r.i.p george flyod, sorry my n*gga
i had to improvise
pen clean sanitize, advice
ake jiki buh ima put you off colour
utlwa, od’d medulla, blurry particular
when i spit spectacular
oh deep i proceed to flow quick tubular
(shiish)
my defence mad strong with the a b c’s, siii
i’m on your chest lyk king kong
when i go realer
askies, buh the king is on that sies move
d*mn, kana i give a f*ck bout thrones n*gga
see me going thru a lot
see a plot in my clout
f*ck gout, i won’t stop feeding

- m u s a thesoul lyrics

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