holy shit - thai-chi, malee, mcnasti' & k9 lyrics
thai-chi
verse 1:
me being whack is like a deaf man hearing a blind n-gga say i like the view no matter how much you wish.. it ain’t possible
i’m getting fat p-ssy – overgrown cat
k!ll you with 14 punchlines, yeah you 2 weak
we flowing at her crib.. now i’m home sick
like putting your hands in the toilet you feeling my sh-t
i’m a rapping doctor; i’m healthily sick
k!lled a n-gga with my rhymes, he was punched to death
put my -ss in the freezer; now my sh-t is the coolest
i got my dog k9 we give you rabies
n-ggas claim they the sh-t well i ain’t smelling y’all
i put it the hole.. yea i like them puns
video games under my feet i’m on top of my game
n-ggas anxiously waiting for my mixtape; they like a b-tch in labour huh!
i’m a lyrical g*nius – make einstein jealous!
i’m out!
malee
verse 2:
on the streets you playing
on the mic i’m sayin
i’m bound to keep it real
no -ss can’t seal no deal
no man can afford my bills
all booty, curves and thick..
sl1ck n-gga’s with empty pockets
i gotta sum bad b-tches
tryin to degrade me
b-tches i’m off the hook
haters so calm n shook
welcome to malee’s world
where kings n pearls don’t exist
sl1ck n-gga’s with empty pockets
i’ll keep you nikka’s stressed
like a teen taking pregnancy tests
b-tches been chopped n screwed
waiting for mtv’s camera crew
saluting all these rappers
amen to hiphop..
k9
verse 3:
n-ggas want a plan “c” coz they say k9 “b” with us
nicko dating akhona, ima call that n-gga nicholas
you defeat me? n-gga i’m laughin like mawande
man you rap is so boring, it’s like you recorded on a monday
sh-t, my flow is sick, bring that rap medicine
if rap is bafana bafana, call me gordan igesund
like kaizer chiefs beatin pirates, i break yo f-cken skeleton
albert einstein flow! ‘coz my flow intelligent
mcnasti’
verse 4:
yeah! i be delivering punchlines like i’m santa
too ill, i’m too dope, i got that motherf-cken brain cancer
i’m too ill, my styles do k!ll
keep it calm and listen
my swag is too sick, i kicked behind and i lift off
my kit is faster than a pin ball
what’s big? what fith?
cookin up them punchlines, i found the motherf-cken recipe
sipping on that brandy, and chillin on that bentley
this is motherf-cken entertainment
yeah, hala back
now rap amended
standing on my ti pi-toes
these “wana-bees” wana f-cken hoes
these “wana-bees” wana be like holy king
let them highly dope
these n-ggas rap and disrespect me, i got my globe and my psychic coat
yeah
i’m too dope! all these rappers gotta know it
this is f-cken theory, yeah darwin said it
now thank you, amen!
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