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books the brains - mr. banda lyrics

[intro]
whoa this that new new sh+t
this that movement you know
whoa this that new new sh+t
this sh+t for the streets you know

[verse]
i wrote my lines in graphite so the streets can relate
to the government am just vandalizing poetry
i mean property
am not on any rappers list
buh if you in mines then now it’s a hitlist
rappers brought gun, chains and other devices
i brought a mic and poetic devices
to make sure you are equipped enough to figure this language
ain`t finna make bread, am busy making a sandwich
coz everyone makеs bread but i figure the rеcipe
to turn every conversation into therapy
coz everyone can’t listen to you, unless you willing to pay a fund
i just need a dollar and then ill make a sound
to distracted you from a suicide mind
between a b+tch and a n+gga which one can give you a hand
i think a b+tch and it should be in the parking lot
they say am the new tupac, am like i can’t fit in that spot
the only king i just spell it like k
sketch artist now i just draw the line
keep you in the moment i can stop time
i can say am a good n+gga but it won’t rhyme
f+ck a rose i can gave you my songs coz they won’t die
i guess you was slowing me down when you said good things don’t take time
nothing
there is nothing positive about rap
there is nothing positive about a rapper
think about that hommie
it ain`t nothing positive that you can draw from rap
it ain`t nothing positive

i say i will take hip hop from you to remind you again how much you need it
you treat it like its nothing coz most of us can spit it
its like am screaming in the crowed, you like this n+gga trippin
coz in your eyes am just an employee working for your feelings
am like f+ck you, you just a fan in my eyes
suck a d+ck, coz you not a man in my eyes
you just a p+ssy n+gga, you ain`t got nine lives
i erase every line with my noise n+gga
coz every line i ever wrote its dope n+gga
i said ill take hi hop from you to remind you, how much you need it
i said it twice just to show you how much you need it
you ain`t no david so can never cast no stones
i was on mount sinai peninsula writing you songs
only to find you, you was praising false gods
f+ck your achievements and tell me what’s your stimulus
is it lunch or seeing these kids getting educated
f+ck that, mine it’s the sun, the closer i get to make food for the starving minds
i was a baby left in the basket with nothing but a name called jimmy thanks to stacy king
he called me jimmy backet
50 banks for every three thru i make, i got deep pockets
yeah am turning hip hop into a movement
coz y`all are k!lling creative artists like it’s a new trend
you got a gun he got a gun it’s a tit for tot
i will go loco like david junior if i took that juice back
[outro 1: heavy cee]
bomboclat dem ma diss
bad man me run the gist
in the streets
am so big
me hustle hard or peza risk
nde dancell ndima runner ndimayika splint
mag+ye akudabwa ndikubwera ndiyiti
yall ready know me born for this
when me look me future it looks so bright in the streets
me am the fighter
zokuti ndimatha iwo amakaika
atindimabanda ndine otayika

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