The God
W?z Morgan
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K.I.P that's the coach The God the middle man Yena tlou one of a kind Types n*** you will never clone oo yang Feela Jo You can try you will never get close When it comes to the Rap art Am armed to the teeth Cava the sword of a samurai Right hand that's a magic stick I don't need no head band Where ever I go it is a walk in park I play my part the clan I represent A young G with a brain of leader I will never be the president I wasn't born to be a puppet I was sent by the Gods I am the cure the new bread Still vibing to the Boom bap Mixing the trap with the Boom bap I am a Tram-Bom to the wannabees A King Kong to the same niggas with the horns When I show up ba surrenda Enoba bo ndaa I am the Phero without the mask I am the s*** one of a kind one in a million My n*** am so odd what I deliver is so odd It doesn't need postal Code I am the G with the magic stick Why should I sugar qoute You f** with my feelings I cut you off that is my code Late night ke di P.I during the day bare Googla Ke di cats they copy and paste my style style Late night ke di P.I during the day bare Googla Ke di cats they copy and paste my style style They wanna know how I move They wanna know how I dance They be looking at the God K.I.P is a God They wanna know how I move They wanna know how I dance They be looking at the God K.I.P is a God I'ma let the cat out of the bag Those are the facts The game is full of copy cats The same n*** who f*** with the KAT They say they dope just cus they sniffing dope They don't write anymore they don't think anymore The game just turned into a tourism They do the research then it is Back to the work they copy they paste Lil bit of autotune that is the source I don't style for free for di Trap Boys Tsa di-sangoma wave riders the wannabees Am so crazy with this rap s*** I play with a pun watch a n*** pulls a gun He doesn't understand my idioms I would say he is an idiot A big n*** with a white beard The king of the streets A lazy M.F.O on the mic So he wanna do what I do He wanna know my recipe He wanna know what I took from the Gods He wanna know how I do it Dancing with the Devil Facing my music Hats rolling Swimming in hot water Getting stronger by a minute Getiing my strength from a beast That is the kong K.G Paralyse a n*** leave in cage Until he acts his age Late night ke di P.I during the day bare Googla Ke di cats they copy and paste my style style Late night ke di P.I during the day bare Googla Ke di cats they copy and paste my style style They wanna know how I move They wanna know how I dance They be looking at the God K.I.P is a God They wanna know how I move They wanna know how I dance They be looking at the God K.I.P is a God
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