Ill Verses (feat. Ken Godspeed & Supa)

I avail myself to take the crown The king is here to shake a crowd Too wavy like an ocean, you'll slowly drown Everybody is worried about Rands And I'm here, seeking for a British Pound I've always been profound You can tell by my classic sound Yeah, I'm here to play with nouns Trust me I know the amount That is in Bill Gates's bank account All my fans are waiting for my new release Haters are mad coz I'm about to achieve You can't change anything complete Rappers are afraid to compete Your songs are wack I'm even forced to press delete I'm on the beat, you off the beat Difference between you and I Your shit is weak Live from the east side But we idealize the west Way to digress like a side step Tired of my kindness? Let a nigga snap so mindless You might just miss the nicest My empty wrist is so priceless Iceless But my flow cold like frosslass I like a bad bitch with a little sass But a big ass I'm Steve Nash like I rose from the ashes To pass a verse just to son all you bastards Got the blues cause I faced a lot of hazards that did damage I'm still standing Tryna make outstanding my standard I'm in this bitch Fuck a password Peep the melanin Dark skinned like who hit the switch? No hitch Sipping sprite with Benelyn cough-mix Yeah I fucking lost it Forgetting to be cautious and I'm always feeling nauseous Boom yellow bone bitch, she didn't like me until she didn't know That had connects that was my mother fucken rich As soon she knew who I knew she wanted to mother fucken pitch, bitch That's how it fucken goes I built this shit from the fucken bottom Like it was mother fucken Lego Let go she know who I know nah nah She can't let go I'm like 2pac in the mother fucken Death Row Except I'm Supa man connected to dead home I am killing everything like 99,9% Detol Reason of Detol, that's who I is That's who I is Supa man I handle bis, business Ninety nine prisoner 46664 Like it was mother fucken Mandela Ska delela, when you come to me hlokomeka, batamela And feel the real, mother fucken prisons Our mother fucken G They put me in a mother fucken Geez I got girls putting me on like was jeans Billy Jean, taking off her fucking jeans Make wishes come through like all the fucken Genie