New Age (feat. HeavyArtillery)
Preachersa
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Yeah, preacher the universe We got a heavy artillery in the building Shout out my nigga Heavy, let's get it I'm the pinnacle of truth The principal of new schools Niggas be the pinnacle of homeschooled Flukes prepared on the ruse Ask 1 plus 1, this a chocolate fondue Wushu bars that I'm spittin' be the sensei of this new school Godly, I probably to be the new rule That's what it be statin Dont mess with that nigga and he not gon' break that Your mentality, he not gon' put it in his baking pan Get your brain some break pads, think fast We dont got a brain cast, better hurry, I'll flash light I know you wanna be in my goat class, man I'm cash money, sniper in the paint, I'm dishin' toe tags Divinity defining this nigga to being infinite Preachersa supremecy, that's superiority Auctioning these niggas in the rap game This be that time, I'ma introduce slavery Picking up my apron, chopping these niggas, they celery Heartrate decelerate, that's why I don't celebrate I don't even sell the bait, nor do I start debates See they faith is starts to fade, sloppy pace Making niggas lose the race, make the stage and be the sage David Blaine illusionist, my nigga, I illuminate Eliminate the forces of darkness, engulfing niggas here Feeding all the niggas rage, peace is the bread That these niggas don't bake See me write my story, they be tryna tear the pages My epiphany potently poking Your puffing and huffing, that's patently Your profanity be finding me to finally purge And to purify the piece of me that's tell me to pity you Winnie who? My honey boo Sitting on my lap, wishing for a honeymoon It's the new age, everybody been changing The temples are turning, the old ways are fading A few remaining following old statements and customs Been tryna be myself in the middle, acting like a bridge I'm not tryna be a leech Aye preacher, thanks for putting me on You know how we go, let's get it Okay My bars heavy rap savvy pants saggy I got my dawg on this track man I feel like shaggy Y'all outta pocket I'm confidently important Y'all consequently abhorrent What's current well im a socket Now plug in hop in I wish to be a rap guru Sending y'all to rap school You rap fools Cos you don't rap cool Y'all just racoons not the type to save the galaxy get out your cocoons I mean The more you add pressure the more I shine It's in my bloodline Fine diamond in the rough I'm from the coastline They say walk a straight line like a feline but me I would never I go canine grrrww Murdering niggas with the pen man I feel like I'm John wick I be sicker than COVID But I guess I'm still 19. Get it? COVID? 19? Nah I think Y'all get it My moves unseen I see my dreams I'm king nah mean I need my queen I'm chasing green with cilo green Nah I mean with Sello M Now change the scene I need the screen. Be seen Nah mean I'm king yeah
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Written by: Karabo Moganedi, Tsireledzo Mawela
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