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Sozn with the scripting,
made a fire from the flicking,
of the pen he's writing with,
it set the whole entire building,to aflame until it's Crispin
It's scorching hard, it takes the force of God to try extinguish it
I'm doper than they admit,
The kids a goat with rhyme and rhythm shit
Sleight of hand magician
Micstand mathe-matician,Lyric statistician
Perform Analysis to spit it quick with precision and then
Get back to my pimpin
(Tell em niggas if)
If they ain't prepared
Then you don't wanna take it there
Nah you don't wanna take it there, no
(I tried to tell em)
Tried to tell em, You dont wanna
(Take it there)
You don't wanna take it there
(Take it there no)
I tried to tell em you don't wanna take it there
(Take it there)
You don't wanna take it there
(Take it there, no)
(No no no)
Take it there
(No no no no)
You don't wanna take it there
Ugh,
It's the extravagant,hazardous,on some magic shit ,African ,travellin,out to mecca
But he got stuck in some traffic,then started battling fans
They provided the jams
He surprised em with the Power that resides in the man
Gaadamn
I'm more than nice fam
I can Melt the micstand
With this acid spittin
This is not even a song, it's a Exhibition
You can't try me
Somandla Simelane
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