derrickwithaexclamationmark – BALANS (Lyrics & Video)

BALANS – derrickwithaexclamationmark Lyrics

INTRO

Change… is not happening you know why, cause this is how you’ve always done it

HOOK

(Sing!)

Ahahahaha… I’m back in the bank, and I’m laughing again

Carrying two duffel bags full of pure evil

They say I carry the root of it

So I frighten ‘em, when I open ‘em

“Too much Kenyattaz for a young nikka like me,” they whispering

Aghahahaha… I laugh out loud

Snatching ya women, I

Pull up in a top down, 24 inch rims

A gold teeth brace

And these whores they call, yeah, they know my name

(Oya, huyo ni dame yangu?… Fuck!)

Of course it is, we are off to the Rally!

VERSE ONE

Balans my chakras, focus my energy on what I need

To say a few words from deep down my chest

This shit heavier than Maureen Kunga’s bosom

And I swear, thеy be dropping us like flies without a carе

They got the swatter! (AAGHR!)

I say they have the swatter, and if I fly off the handle with a concern, then I’m in a mesh

With abductors— I’m rude?

I feast on your last supper, as you watch me break bread, and catch that whine

I’m truly undeniable, cannot touch hii feat

I say, “feet don’t fail me now (feet)

There is a new protest in town (yeeahw)

From June to, July bitch—

“And I hope they don’t gun us down”(tutututututuuututu)

Sadly, we lost our dog Rex and a plenty of soul

Ati you are the king of the jungle, long live Maasai!

And you celebrity don’t show up for no photo opp, ain’t about you

Never been

You wanna be seen contributing, pull up in a fashion, and catch a gimmick

(That thing) It ain’t sticking! (It ain’t. Sticking!)

HOOK

Ahahahaha… I’m back in the bank, and I’m laughing again

Carrying two duffel bags full of pure evil

They say I carry the root of it

So I frighten ‘em, when I open ‘em

“Too many Kenyattaz for a young nikka like me,” they whispering

Aghahahaha… I laugh out loud

Snatching your women, I

Pull up in a top down, 24 inch rims

Diamond teeth brace

And this whore, they call, yeah, they know my name, hm

(Ayo, is that my girlfriend?)

Of course it is, and we are off to the Rally

VERSE TWO

I hear bullshit come check to see what’s on teevee

Crime. Fiction, and Lies— ‘El Chapo’

New episode; June, 25— 2-0-2-4

Usidhani tulisahau; you even slight, “he’s alive right?”

What’s on your mind? No, IQ!

Think dick riding Tom Homan gonna get you love?

You’re the same people that don’t want your own peoples to water their plants

What you cooking, my boy?

Akili ni nywele, clearly huna zako

Not amused by your rappers at all

Claim you got it, but struggle to catch it

(Na nilifinya iPhone ikanifichulia Siri, ati—)

One time I was walking the streets of Gosui

Down the road I saw this beautiful tree, so I thought I could use a shed

No agua in my can, I just quit a work

My sexually frustrated manager giving a knack

When I thought my day was bad, as I lay down I saw a familiar face

Nikaona huyu jamaa namjua, Zak Ayo? Alaa!

Told him, “climb down the sycamore tree”

He couldn’t believe I had caught him

Resisting he did

And so I shake the tree, I shake the tree

I shake the tree, until it fell money

With a thud, my only concerns were the Kenyattaz. Kenyattaz… huhg, tha Kenyattaz

HOOK

Ahahahaha… I’m back in the bank and I’m laughing again

Carrying two duffel bags full of pure evil

They say I carry the root of it

So I frighten ‘em, when I open ‘em

“Too much Kenyattaz for a young nikka like me,” they whispering

Aghahahaha… I laugh out loud

Snatching your women, I

Pull up in a top down, 24 inch rims

A gold teeth brace

And these whores they call, yeah, they know my name, hmm

(Ayo, is that my woman?)

Of course it is, and we are off to the goddamn Rally

OUTRO SKIT

Eye witness, Benson Kamau paints a diffrent pikcha claiming the incident was not an accident but a case of gross negligence

Alikuwa mulevi. Alikuwa mulevi

Mimi siwezi toa, hiyo thirty, heeh

Sasa… aliendaa akashika ile shuma, alishika hewa

Yeah it is turue!