Текст песни 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
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