102 BOYZ – GRUND ZUM FEIERN Lyrics

102 BOYZ – GRUND ZUM FEIERN (OFFICIAL VIDEO) Letra 102 BOYZ 102 BOYZ – GRUND ZUM FEIERN (OFFICIAL VIDEO)
Stacks102:
Keiner kann mehr laufen, doch wir können noch saufen
Unser letzte Wille, immer mehr Promille
Ja, ja, ja

Wir haben Grund zum Feiern (Nein)
Keiner kann mehr laufen, doch wir können noch saufen (Hey)
Wir haben Grund zum Feiern (Nein)
Unser letzter Wille, immer mehr Promille (Hey)

Chapo102:
Jägermeister, Doppelkorn, Tequila und ein Mezcal
Das Ganze jetzt noch mal von vorn’, bin blau wie Mathehefter
Ich bin Dichter, ich bin Denker, dreh’ am Rad wie Servolenker
Ich stürz’ mich auf den Zapfhahn, lass es laufen wie ein Klempner
Absinth, fast blind von ‘nem Apéritif
Ey, ganz normaler Mittwoch mit den Atzen im Kiez
Und wir singen aus voller Seele dieses Schala-la-la
Noch ein Kühles für die Seele, doch kein’n Taler bezahlen (Ja, ja, ja)

Stacks102:
Wir haben Grund zum Feiern (Nein)
Keiner kann mehr laufen, doch wir können noch saufen (Hey)
Wir haben Grund zum Feiern
Unser letzter Wille, immer mehr Promille (Ja, ja, hey)
Wir haben Grund zum Feiern (Ja, ja)
Keiner kann mehr laufen, doch wir können noch saufen (Hey)
Wir haben Grund zum Feiern (Nein)
Unser letzter Wille, immer mehr Promille (Hey)

Addikt102:
100 Zentiliter was sich meine Gang verdient hat
Keiner kann mehr laufen, denn die Cola ist gemixt mit Chivas
Partyzelt singt uns’re Lieder, Ballermann in jedem Kiez, ja
Alle rufen schala-la-la und morgen tun es alle wieder
Schala-la-la-la-la-la, gib mir mies die Kante
Morgens, mittags, abends ist der Kellner nur für mich am Zapfen
Schala-la-la-la-la-la, vom Ostdorf in die Schanze
Druck betanken, Ratzen und am nächsten Tag die selben Faxen

Stacks102:
Wir haben Grund zum Feiern (Nein)
Keiner kann mehr laufen, doch wir können noch saufen
Wir haben Grund zum Feiern
Unser letzter Wille, immer mehr Promille (Ja, ja, ja)

Schala-la-la-la-la-la, noch ‘nen Doppelkorn
Schala-la-la-la-la-la und noch mal von vorn’
Schala-la-la-la-la-la, Bier und Apfelwein
Schala-la-la-la-la-la, wir kippen uns alles rein
Schala-la-la-la-la-la
Schala-la-la-la-la-la (Hey)
Schala-la-la-la-la-la
Schala-la-la-la-la-la (Hey)
Wir haben Grund zum Feiern

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Lil Pump – Rick Rubin Lyrics

Lil Pump – Rick Rubin ( Lyrics Letra) Letra LilPumpVEVO Lil Pump – Rick Rubin ( Lyrics Letra)
Ooh, got four bitches on the Molly
Ooh, Lil Pump
Ooh, yeah
That’s it right there, Gnealz
Ouu, you, ah, ouu

Got four bitches on the Molly, ooh
Got five bitches on the Addy, ooh
Got four bitches on the Molly, ooh
Got five bitches on the Addy, ooh

Hundred on my wrist, Rick Rubin, ooh
Hundred on my wrist, Rick Rubin, ooh
Hundred on my wrist, Rick Rubin, ooh
Hundred on my wrist, Rick Rubin, ooh

Got four bitches on the Molly, ooh
Got five bitches on the Addy, ooh
Got four bitches on the Molly, ooh
Got five bitches on the Addy, ooh

Hundred on my wrist, Rick Rubin, ooh
Hundred on my wrist, Rick Rubin, ooh
Hundred on my wrist, Rick Rubin, ooh
Hundred on my wrist, Rick Rubin, ooh

Burberry on my sweater, ooh
Lil Pump change the weather, ooh
Ridin’ ‘round, Gucci umbrella, ooh
Ridin’ ‘round, Louis leather, ooh

Got three bitches off the Xan, damn
Got three bitches on the meth, damn
Pop four Xans in the van, damn
Hundred on my wrist, you mad, damn

I just changed my life, ooh
I just fucked your wife, ooh
And it took one night, ooh
Then I took a flight, ooh

Lil Pump off that Perc, ooh
Lil Pump make your mama work, ooh
Lil Pump off that Perc, ooh
Lil Pump make your mama work, ooh

Got four bitches on the Molly, ooh
Got five bitches on the Addy, ooh
Got four bitches on the Molly, ooh
Got five bitches on the Addy, ooh

Hundred on my wrist, Rick Rubin, ooh
Hundred on my wrist, Rick Rubin, ooh
Hundred on my wrist, Rick Rubin, ooh
Hundred on my wrist, Rick Rubin, ooh

Got four bitches on the Molly, ooh
Got five bitches on the Addy, ooh
Got four bitches on the Molly, ooh
Got five bitches on the Addy, ooh

Hundred on my wrist, Rick Rubin, ooh
Hundred on my wrist, Rick Rubin, ooh
Hundred on my wrist, Rick Rubin, ooh
Hundred on my wrist, Rick Rubin, ooh

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Nasty C – Sunset Walks Lyrics ft. Tellaman

Nasty C – Sunset Walks ( Letra) ft. Tellaman Letra NastyCVEVO Nasty C – Sunset Walks ( Letra) ft. Tellaman

Wow, this place is lovely
The weather is perfect
The sun is amazing
The people are nice
And the food is incredible
In French we say, “j’adore et ici”
I love it here
Yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah (Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah)
Hey (Hey)
Hey

I like the way the sunset bouncing off your skin
Oooou shit
I like the way your sundress dancing with the wind
Oooou shit

Let me put this sunflower in your hair
Or rest it on your ear
Loop your arm into mine
And lose track of the time

Real love, real love, ah
Real love, real love, ah
Real love, real love, ah
Real love, real love, ah
Real love, real love, ah

Real love, real love, ah
Real love, real love, ah
Real love, real love, ah
Real love, real love, ah
Real love, real love, ah

Love you like mama’s food
Love you like after school
More than designer shoes
More than the button snooze

More than a hot coffee in a winter morning
More than a loner loves his hand when he’s feeling horny
More than my PS5
More than my steam account

More than my unemployed friends love my sleeper couch
I love you cause we both shuffle when that bill comes
Fuck that fairytale shit
It’s that real love

Real love, real love, ah
Real love, real love, ah
Real love, real love, ah
Real love, real love, ah

Real love, real love, ah
Real love, real love, ah
Real love, real love, ah
Real love, real love, ah

Real love, real love, ah
Real love, real love, ah
Real
Real love, real love, ah

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Nas – Japanese Soul Bar Lyrics

Nas – Japanese Soul Bar ( Lyrics Letra) Letra Nas Nas – Japanese Soul Bar ( Lyrics Letra)
Intro
Japan, I ask you
Do you love hip-hop music?
Uh

Chorus
Cigars in the Japanese soul bar, drinkin’ scotch ‘til daybreak
KD3 had gold bars, these vibranium can’t break (Uh)
That’s the one
Do music for fun
Give deals to artists (Yeah)
Pull up to the office (Yeah)
Verse
Yeah, I’m from the projects, so quadruple in my youthful
So I could boost you, unlimited game I could shoot you (Woo)
I own my masters now, but the reversions is crucial (True)
I used to wonder, was they ever jerkin’ the Juice Crew?
Wanted: Dead or Alive should’ve been platinum five times (G. Rap)
A young Russell, Rick Rubin, and Fly Ty
Ran the music biz (Uh)
Andre Harrell saw the future is
Hip-hop
L’Ermitage hotel balcony, Louis flip-flops
Meetings in the mezzanine (Woo)
With production companies, talkin’ ‘bout me directin’ things
Said I need a CAA, ‘stead I went to ICM
Said without an agency, all my chances might be slim
My humble beginnings ain’t what my hunger diminished (Uh-huh)
A burnout in this game before I would run into millions (Sheesh)
See, that’s a major fumble (Uh)
And I’m made for the jungles (Uh)
So I called Jungle
I said, “Put away the bundles” (Let’s go)
Truly, they gon’ cry when they see this movie (I know)
No dry eyes in the theater, the viewers are livin’ through me (Uh)
Been thinkin’ ‘bout who could play me in Tokyo, Paradiso, Belize (Yeah)
Karaoke, I’m participatin’, singin’ Barry
White, that is (Ha)
On a good night like this (Yeah, yeah)
How do I write like this?
First of all, you gotta have a good life like this (Woo)
A real life like this
Chorus
Cigars in the Japanese soul bar, drinkin’ scotch ‘til daybreak (Uh)
KD3 had gold bars (Yeah), these vibranium can’t break
That’s the one
Do music for fun
Make deals with artists (Yeah)
Pull up to the office

Outro
Make deals to artists
Pull up to the office
Yeah
Konichiwa, yeah
Japanese soul bar, red light bulbs
A turntable, record selection
Pictures and frames from those days
Soul music
Uh

Interlude
Somebody from Queens brought it live tonight
You, you see a lot of Bronx acts, a lot of Brooklyn acts, but you never see Queens acts in the Fever really
But Nasty Nas, one of the youngest artists out right now, who’s doin’ this thing, new artist
He’s keepin’ it live, keepin’ it real
This is Nasty Nas
And the whole Queensbridge masters, can I say that?
Now, Nas, you have a different style
I, I, I, I know there’s a lot of rappers out there who I’m sure you looked up to over the years
But right now a lot of new rappers and older rappers are lookin’ up to you
How do you feel to be like, a, a, a living prodigy?
I mean, it’s a pro— it’s a blessing
I’m a product of hip-hop, you know what I’m sayin’?
I’m a product from— of the old school and the newest of the new

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Diggy Graves – Pac Ave Lyrics

Diggy Graves – Pac Ave [ Lyrics Lyric ] Letra Diggy Graves Diggy Graves – Pac Ave [ Lyrics Lyric ]
I′m from cloudy place where sun don’t shine and the rain don′t sleep
Where the freaks run free from the drugs they take till they RIP
From the land by the sea where the grass is green and sound stay deep
Bumpin Smells like teen spirit 253 till I DIE

I’m from cloudy place where sun don’t shine and the rain don′t sleep
Where the freaks run free from the drugs they take till they RIP
From the land by the sea where the grass is green and sound stay deep
Bumpin Smells like teen spirit 253 till I DIE

What would you do if you got a second chance at life?
Make a change, live the same, or just pay the fucking price?
Roll a dice again? Same night differrent friends
Long nights of bein black out dreaming of the blacked out Benz
All black rims, black clothes stay covering
Black tattoos still recovering
From the devil sins that I keep stumbling on
On and on like I′m st st st stuttering

Now I’m shooting for the stars
While my brother be shooting up in an alley
I′m sitting backstage getting fucked up
Just living for the moment
When my fans scream my lyrics in the spotlight
808 thumps gimme goosebumps
Run run diggy as fast as you can
Get away from this place and right back to your plan
Of taking over the state that really made you a man
Drop that bottle in your hand and write your name in the sand

I’m from cloudy place where sun don′t shine and the rain don’t sleep
Where the freaks run free from the drugs they take till they RIP
From the land by the sea where the grass is green and sound stay deep
Bumpin Smells like teen spirit 253 till I DIE

I′m from cloudy place where sun don’t shine and the rain don’t sleep
Where the freaks run free from the drugs they take till they RIP
From the land by the sea where the grass is green and sound stay deep
Bumpin Smells like teen spirit 253 till I DIE

I remember hoppin in my cousin truck fucked up
Looking for some tough love or a fuck to give
Cruisin down the Pac Ave with a backpack full of dope beats
And a 8 ball free to sniff
Freestylin free beats just to feel free
No rhyme to it deaf no reasons repeat but the ghost keep on reaping
If you do what you love and love
What you do you′ll always be great keep believing

See I had it pretty easy growing up i can′t complain much
All of my wrong doings came from alcohol and anguish
Than it started when I dropped outta collage
Started living dump livin life like it turnt hella dangerous
I saw my life flash right before my eyes
At age of 22 staring down a 9mm
Back than I wish he really woulda pull the trigger
But that’s a different story for another time

I′m from cloudy place where sun don’t shine and the rain don′t sleep
Where the freaks run free from the drugs they take till they RIP
From the land by the sea where the grass is green and sound stay deep
Bumpin Smells like teen spirit 253 till I DIE

I’m from cloudy place where sun don′t shine and the rain don’t sleep
Where the freaks run free from the drugs they take till they RIP
From the land by the sea where the grass is green and sound stay deep
Bumpin Smells like teen spirit 253 till I DIE

I’m from cloudy place where sun don′t shine and the rain don′t sleep
Where the freaks run free from the drugs they take till they RIP
From the land by the sea where the grass is green and sound stay deep
Bumpin Smells like teen spirit 253 till I DIE
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Nasty C – This Time Lyrics ft. Ami Faku

Nasty C – This Time ( Letra) ft. Ami Faku Letra NastyCVEVO Nasty C – This Time ( Letra) ft. Ami Faku
I’ll listen more peep your perspective
More delicate and less aggressive
I’ll be impressive
I’ll impress ya

Won’t let the hoes put you under pressure
More eggplant emojis when I text ya
More eye contact when I sex ya
Give you less of a reason to give me a lecture

Call me a mess up
I know I messed up
I know I messed up
But that part of me died
I’m yelling rest up

Calling you mine with pride
I beating my chest up
Play you some Bruno Mars
You’re my treasure

I toss you in the sky like a wrestler
Make you land on my pecker
Be extra
Bring you flowers to your job
Lick your neck up
And then take you home and I press ya
Never depress you

I still need you
I won’t let you down
I won’t miss this time
I still need you
In my life
Ndiyaz’fela ngawe

I still need you
I won’t let you down
I won’t miss this time
I still need you
In my life
Ndiyaz’fela ngawe

Nana sula, inyembezi
Xa ndikhona, siba Happy
Asibe Happy
Asohlulwa zindudumo
Yon’imvulo sizo dlala ngayo

Kunini ndihamba
Ndifunana nawe
Ndakthanda laweyi
Ndik’thanda laweyi

Ndinesthembiso
Nasebunzimeni
Andiyi ndawo

Yeah, If fate won’t shake and the rules
Won’t break this time
I’ll do whatever it takes this time
They always say the truth tastes bitter
But I’m a real nigga
So to me it taste’s just fine

I take what’s mine to the chin
Take my nails to the palm when I commit sin
For the times I got under your skin
I apologize
Hope these words find your heart and colonize

Cause we’ve been through harder times
Like that time in July
We both cried
There was nowhere to hide
In the same room shoulders cold as ice
But we said fuck it and we rolled the dice
I wonder if we can roll it twice
Yeah

I still need you
I won’t let you down
I won’t miss this time
I still need you
In my life
Ndiyaz’fela ngawe

I still need you
I won’t let you down
I won’t miss this time
I still need you
In my life
Ndiyaz’fela ngawe

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GLK – Appart des Apes Lyrics

GLK – Appart des Apes Lyrics Letra GLK GLK – Appart des Apes Lyrics
Paroles de ” Appart des Apes ”

Couplet 1
On m’dit ” t’es trop matrixé ”
J’suis plus dans l’seize qu’à la tess
J’passe mais personne me voit
Comme les ? que j’envoie
Dans mon lit j’ai des visions
J’pense à la mort j’ai des frissons
On s’est jurés d’finir friqués
On voulait tout voler, on s’est fait cricker
Pont
Mon cœur est très solide
Si tu veux l’ouvrir shlass-moi
J’ai marié celle que j’aime
Bande de p’tites Sheytana
On t’nique ta mère, appelle
Celui qui t’protège
Ah ouais

Refrain
Qui t’a dit qu’l’appart des Apes était à toi ?
Raconte-moi
À deux pas d’chez toi poto tu nous verra pas
Qui veut ma part ?
À quatorze piges on était plus d’une cinquantaine
On a finit à trois
Dis pas qu’tu t’es fait tout seul t’avais besoin d’mon aide
Espèce d’ingrat
Qui t’a dit qu’l’appart des Apes était à toi ?
Raconte-moi
À deux pas d’chez toi poto tu nous verra pas
Qui veut ma part ?
À quatorze piges on était plus d’une cinquantaine
On a finit à trois
Dis pas qu’tu t’es fait tout seul t’avais besoin d’mon aide
Espèce d’ingrat
Couplet 2
Les années passent, les rancunes restent
Jamais, balancer les copains on a qu’une règle
Un toka au lycée ? j’allais vi-sser
Mineur alcoolisé c’était bon la misère

Pont
Mon cœur est très solide
Si tu veux l’ouvrir shlass-moi
J’ai marié celle que j’aime
Bande de p’tites Sheytana
On t’nique ta mère, appelle
Celui qui t’protège
Ah ouais

Refrain
Qui t’a dit qu’l’appart des Apes était à toi ?
Raconte-moi
À deux pas d’chez toi poto tu nous verra pas
Qui veut ma part ?
À quatorze piges on était plus d’une cinquantaine
On a finit à trois
Dis pas qu’tu t’es fait tout seul t’avais besoin d’mon aide
Espèce d’ingrat
Qui t’a dit qu’l’appart des Apes était à toi ?
Raconte-moi
À deux pas d’chez toi poto tu nous verra pas
Qui veut ma part ?
À quatorze piges on était plus d’une cinquantaine
On a finit à trois
Dis pas qu’tu t’es fait tout seul t’avais besoin d’mon aide
Espèce d’ingrat
Outro
On m’dit ” t’es trop matrixé ”
J’suis plus dans l’seize qu’à la tess
J’passe mais personne me voit
Comme les ? que j’envoie
Si tu veux l’ouvrir shlass-moi
Bande de p’tites Sheytana

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SACRIFICIO – Tainy, Xantos Letra

SACRIFICIO – Tainy, Xantos ( Lyrics ) Letra Tainy SACRIFICIO – Tainy, Xantos ( Lyrics )
Letra de “SACRIFICIO”

Verso: Xantos
Vueltas y sacrificio
Viendo to’ nubla’o, eso e’ el principio
Nadie cacha la visión al inicio
Hasta que caen los beneficio’
Viviendo de expresarme
No puedo desmotivarme
Tiempos difíciles no van a arroparme
Yo soy de PR, no puedo dejarme
No soy muy social, no sé comunicarme
Muchas tentacione’, no puedo distraerme
El compromiso e’ conmigo, no puedo fallarme
Pa’ proteger el aura tengo que alejarme
Yo contra yo, ¿quién va ganarme?
Ni las pastilla’ hacеn que me calme
Soy еl único que puede desarmarme
Soy el único que puede destruirme
Esto no e’ una historia de superación
Esto es Kobe con el afro, pásame el balón
Aprendí a jugar mejor bajo presión
A no tener emocione’ pa’ toma’ una decisión
“Yo no puedo”, no conozco esa expresión
Pásame un lápiz, prende el microphone
Estar en paz con uno e’ la intención
Voy pa’ la calle, mai, dame tu bendición
Acepto la vida como venga y dejo que las cosas pasen
Sabiendo mi propósito, lo intento aunque fracase
Compito conmigo mismo sin importar lo que los demás hacen
Doy lo mejor de mi y aunque no he sido perfecto
No me compare’ con nadie, todo el mundo tiene su trayecto
A cualquiera le llega su momento
Hasta influencers sin talento
‘Toy en la mía, yo ni comento
Porque si no, no me concentro
¿Qué es de la vida si no hay liberta’?
La mente es una cárcel má’
Respetar al otro es vivir en pa’
Recibes lo que tú das
¿Quieres saber de dónde saco mi creatividad?
Cabrón, de la necesidad
De la sonrisa ‘e mi mamá
(Y de un par de cosas más)
Outro Instrumental

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Single Original Niken Salindry – BERJUANG DEWE Lyrics

Single Original Niken Salindry – BERJUANG DEWE ( Lyrics Letra ANEKA SAFARI) Letra Aneka Safari Records Single
Lyric : ( Berjuang Dewe )

Aku durung iso nerimo
Keputusanmu ninggalke aku
Aku Durung iso legowo
Mergo ra rumongso
Salah opo opo

Aku sadar diri
Aku introspreksi
Nangin tetep ora ngerti

Sayang aku salah opo
Aku kudu piye
Waraono carane

Sayang aku uwes kesel
Yen berjuang dewe
Nanging ra ono regane
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Cassper Nyovest – Blow Your Lungs Lyrics

Cassper Nyovest – Blow Your Lungs ( Lyrics) Letra CassperNyovestVEVO Cassper Nyovest – Blow Your Lungs ( Lyrics)
It’s been a long time coming
Y’all sound amazing out there (Mufasa, Mufasa, Mufasa)
Thank you so much (Mufasa, Mufasa, Mufasa)
Y’all ready? (Mufasa, Mufasa, Mufasa)
Let’s take it all the way to the top
The Don Billiato
So incredible, oh baby!
Reminds me about [?]

Uh-huh, uh-huh
Man, I’ve been at the top
Ten years straight it ain’t nothing
Still shining with niggas I came up with
I doubled the profits using the same budget
You can ask these kids, I’m the one that they fuck with
We just living good with my people
You know, McLaren coupes and tuxedoes
We clean up nice if you ask me
Never been a nigga this smooth since chiskop and Vaseline
Mei authi, don’t attempt to be like me
Uhm, Michael Jordan, drip is like Nike
Started as a pipe dream, it was unlikely
To get this filthy like me in my white jeans

I’m looking like a million Rand
That’s only right ‘cause I’m a millionaire
I drop the top so I can feel the air
It’s looking like another win this year

Scream loud
Yeah, blow your lungs out
And get it together, you know ke ya le tlatsa
[?], you know I’m a top dog
The man has admitted, ok I can stop now

Fuck that blow your lungs out
And get it together, you know ke ya le tlatsa
[?], you know I’m a top dog
The man has admitted, ok I can stop now

Niggas make up shit
I control the game, y’all niggas should say something
Y’all comparing lions to sheep, just stay fronting
And y’all ain’t doing the same shit
Y’all lying, y’all ain’t lit (Ha-ha!)
And if you are y’all aren’t as lit as us
I don’t share bitches with rappers
I share bitches with ministers
My bitche is a problem [?]
If you’re looking for me
You can find me where the winners are (Billiato)
Tryna get my business up, ASAP
Never tell people we’re friends but we’re acquainted
I’ma keep playing until the ain’t a game left
Got a lot of drive but still driving a Maybach (Yes)

I’m feeling like a million Rand (Wooh!)
It’s alright ‘cause I’m a millionaire (Ha-ha!)
I drop the top so I can feel the air
It’s looking like another win this year

Scream loud
Yeah, blow your lungs out
And get it together, you know ke ya le tlatsa
[?], you know I’m a top dog
The man has admitted, ok I can stop now

Fuck that! Blow your lungs out
And get it together, you know ke ya le tlatsa
[?], you know I’m a top dog
The man has admitted, ok I can stop now

Scream loud
Yeah, blow your lungs out
And get it together, you know ke ya le tlatsa
[?], you know I’m a top dog
The man has admitted, ok I can stop now

Nah, fuck that! Blow your lungs out
And get it together, you know ke ya le tlatsa
[?], you know I’m a top dog
The man has admitted, ok I can stop now

Y’all can go ahead and act like you don’t know that I’m huge, huh?
Akere re tlwalana blind malangeni
He bashimane
A’u nshape ka double tot ya Billiato
On the rocks, mo matlapeng daar so
Ke gone go beya sentle, akil’a bona?

Uh-huh
You motherfuckers know who we are
They like “Oh my god!”
We really made it from cha to cha
No ghost writers I did with my own bars
Now I own bar, the billion is not far
Always gotta stunt, forgive me, I’m so scarred
I come from far, the [?] score yard
Yeah I like Piano but I’m more on the Mozart
You can’t get this hard with no heart
I’m from 018 where no one is safe
But now I made it to the ‘burbs we don’t close our gates
Get a couple 100K when I show my face
And this is how it sounds when I go on stage, nigga…

Blow your lungs out
And get it together, you know ke ya le tlatsa
[?], you know I’m a top dog
The man has admitted, ok I can stop now

Fuck that, blow your lungs out
And get it together, you know ke ya le tlatsa
[?], you know I’m a top dog
The man has admitted, ok I can stop now

Y’all ain’t loud enough, I need more
Cassper, Cassper, Cassper
Cassper, Cassper, Cassper
Say my name, say my name
This is destiny
Cassper, Cassper, Cassper
Cassper, Cassper, Cassper
Cassper, Cassper, Cassper
Cassper, Cassper, Cassper

Thank you, thank you, thank you
Shout out to the band
Ooh! After party at Cha those who are going home
Le ya khawatheha

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