Lyrics Next In Line Freestyle - Ewiva!
Yeah
900
(Forever!)
Yeah
Uh
Thoroughbred
we
could
go
check
it
genetically
Triple
H,
evident
I
got
the
pedigree
I
am
the
game
niggas
know
not
to
play
wit
me
Eyes
on
the
prize
andiyez'
nina
njongeni
Ncame
nday
mize-a
cause
nyan
shame
ancomeki
Ncuma
naban?
Ucing'
ba
sizichomi
thina?
(Nah)
Nah
I
can't
mix
wit
these
niggas
they
flip
flop
Your
cake
not
going
up
cause
the
stove
off
Four
plates
I
had
one
cooking
oats
dawg
(Thats
code
for)
Concrete
jungle
ujing'
apha
kum
Jungle
gym
took
a
swing
at
your
boo
Appeal
made
her
slip
monkey
see
monkey
do
I
beat
my
chest
gorilla
in
a
coupe
Break
out
the
system
caged
in
like
a
zoo
Insert
the
coins
man
shout
my
nigga
Zu
If
the
numbers
ring
right
then
I'ma
make
a
move
They
say
carrots
fix
sight
I
need
a
ring
or
two
It's
gon
aid
in
the
vision
bringing
y'all
the
truth
I
think
it's
time
to
stage
a
coop
Government
lying
really
nothing
new
Time
to
get
rowdy
time
to
break
the
rules
Let's
start
a
riot
- rally
all
the
troops
Willing
to
die
behind
it
if
I
gotta
Miracle
baby
go
head
ask
my
mama
Miracle
baby
swear
we
from
the
bottom
I
didn't
cry
instead
I
slapped
the
doctor
Yeah
I
pin
that
hoe
up
on
my
wall
like
a
poster
Know
is
a
gun
to
my
head
if
I
post
her
I'm
joking
she
gone
bear
my
kids
I'm
the
goat
sir
Bring
home
the
bacon,
the
coppers
get
slaughtered
Animal
Farm
last
supper
upon
us
Watch
over
shoulder
intruder
among
us
I'm
the
truest,
I
promise
My
stories
check
out
like
Airbnb
boxes
I
had
to
go
get
it
I
didn't
have
no
options
Stand
up
nigga
just
check
out
my
posture
Believe
in
yourself
I
swear
anything
possible
This
a
numbers
game
so
all
of
it
probable
(He
preaching
too
much)
Man
I
swear
this
the
gospel
Why
the
fuck
would
you
play
wit
me
Need
a
thick
dread
head,
Bontle
Modiselle
Huzane,
I'm
tryna
get
that
paper
daily
Suphone-na
ndibusy
cel'
uzund'
e-maile
Hate
bad
news
so
I
don't
read
The
Voice
Maar
jy
kannie
klaar
nie
cause
we
all
got
choices
Make
the
right
ones
or
get
Shit
Make
the
right
ones
or
get
Left
hearing
voices
Like
damn
I
should've
done
this
or
that
Should've,
could've,
would've
but
it's
no
going
back
Moving
forward
I'm
not
compromising
on
jack
He
surrender
got
his
hands
up
like
jumping
jacks
He
compromised
can't
be
the
one
Ask
your
momma
nigga
you
my
son
I'm
traumatized
Shit
that
I
seen
Horror
movies
inspired
by
my
dreams
They
all
in
my
head
I
can't
get
em
out
Tryna
get
it
out
like
motherfucking
word
of
mouth
Is
it
really
HIM?
Bruh
there
shouldn't
be
no
doubt
Me
& them?
Asifani
Soze
silingane
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