Текст песни universe. (feat. Tyson Sybateli & Sipho the Gift) - Sptmbr Yngstr.

Prayers getting sung by people I've never mentioned
God these hallelujahs got different lyrics and lessons
Competing in different settings
With angels I keep forgetting
So it's rest in peace my love ones I'd be damned like Kendrick
Nile rivers turn fountain if I allow this
Drown mountains
Coin flip wish a nigga would cry about this
I'd flood the walls meant to house him
Tip of the iceberg
Fifteen minutes you been winning now it's my turn
Scribble through the diction I don't like words
Nearly had a little lamb
Mary, how I'm dripping fam
Varies, fleece packing snow merry
I was selling dope dairy
Now we milking niggas
Every stream turn they favourites to my little niggas
Signing niggas till they bleed calf blood
If you moving with us
I can't be hit
I'm like Mandela boxing opps up in the ring
Easy win
Yelling take it to the chin
Or I take my money elsewhere
Devil tried to bet against me with no health care
Bank account heart scare
Every door we thought was still blocked had no locks there
Keys open doors when my fury had hell there
Clipse knock the door off
Bust up in your living room with guns drawn
Two pistol Tyson nigga no craft
Lara how I'm Pimping
At making baller decisions
And I'm use to swapping women like different pots in the kitchen
This the flyest shit kicking since Mr Bean's Johnny English nigga

It's Sipho the Gift, and it's 4058 nigga
Don't disturb me on my Ras al Gul, I'm in the shadows
I'm in the gutter raising up tadpoles
This is a contact sport, I'm with the tackles
Niggas jump on wax and get the gallows
This ain't nothing like you were hoping
This that dark knight, Gotham City, Christopher Nolan
My presence is loud, I'm soft spoken
And I lean on the wheel like it was stolen
Check the aspect ratio
This is nothing for the radio
Still getting plays from your lady though
Rows of niggas paddling up streams, like it'll phase me though
Still double dipping in these gravy boats
In this cinematic universe, I'm the one to marvel at
Calling plays like a quarter back
Staring at you hungry for fame, like what the fuck is that
The name stay on buzz with no starter pack
Started with dreams of hookie, touching on shores
Now we doing sales, we selling out of the stores
On my bully, you can call the bookie, settling scores
Better pay up, before I send Sybateli to your door
And I will... don't play with me