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sichi junior – incognito (freestyle) lyrics

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sku-la-rapper, bout to re invent the game
got the city on my back, let the journey begin…

you either walk with me or you follow my path
(master sichi) high on life, going through a purple patch

you already know,i gotta be the best man
i been clocking miles on the road to success, huh

i still ride the bus but i’ve got private jet ambitions
still shop in jets to get fly on you n-ggas

yeah, i’m bringing back the concorde
cause it’s a sonic boom to your speakers when i run it like the hedgehog

(that’s a deep line) but i bet y’all dig it
ladies treat me like a dentist, how they be catching feelings
‘i’m a really sweet guy’, they want regular check ups

african boy with the wings on my shoulder
music is my drug, i rock the mic, i’m a stoner

y’all call collect
man, i call direct
like my name was spike lee
just a couple years g’
i’ll be at the tribeca cause i’m n.y.c

(get it)

nice! my wordplay is incredible
thank you very much, i’ll still take the credit though

i’m out to merk this beat, keep k!lling these n-ggas
spraying slugs on these thugs, got my finger on the trigger

all eyes on me, in memory of shakur
flow crazy, 730 in the booth i act a fool!

to tell the truth i think i’m getting complacent
cause the compet-tion ain’t nothing like it once was

i won’t cut you slack just because you been slacking
elevate your sound, cause your bars had us running laps round – the big house laughing

drop that mixtape, pssh! sounded like a voice note
the knife in my back, take it back and cut your own throat

pun intended y’all been rapping like it’s pre grade
lumley & i got the game like it’s ea

in a small car
got a lift from some smokers
caught up in the high! p-ss my greetings to the chauffer

man, they was big chiefers
i could have sworn the blunt, was fat as wiz khalifa

goldie said i got the game on lock
so i shouldn’t hesitate when the new hits drop

yeah! uh, on the streets they call me peter pan
my name flies around like the rumours in a shanty town

(ah)

they ask me how i do this
talking hate, pleasure, pain and love in one sentence

for the record y’all need to step up your records
that little subject matter of yours, lacks in substance

dreams are pain, so i’m tryna trade this anguish
for a range evogue or an aston martin vanquish

word to zevyani, big ups for doing numbers
it’s pity how just a fraction get through college or uni
i’ve severed old ties it’s ironic cause you knew me

ha! better playback till you get that
and if you show me love i’ve got every right to name drop

[insert, shout out, here]

i do this for you, better know i’m representing
i got so many bars like the department of corrections

they tryna unmask a mastermind
this craft, i mastered mine
none of ya’ll can match the grind
i’ve got a mean sig’
ya’ll couldn’t counterfeit me if you tried

well, a glimpse of what’s to come, wait on it – neonblack
don’t let it go to waste, i ain’t talking f-nny pack

(alright!)

this joint need a verse from tubeless
(i spit rhymes at times that leave all you n-ggas clueless)

get crazy, i’m leaning like the pisa
i might send this to the mixtape swisha

haha

this is for x tripo i yo!
we made it through high school
it’s time to get fly though

so go on spread your wings
reach your own destiny

man, long live the dream
like martin, name me king

king sichi!

just been waiting on the visa
until then fam, i’ll just be incognito

gone are the days when fast food was fast food
i’m standing in the queue, this cashier done act rude

[good girls switching teams (it’s deep)
wretched pursuit of all my dreams, gotta get to the 6ix]

game strong, same joke made her laugh twice
and if you want beef, i’m master sichi with a steak knife

eagle’s, don’t fly with pigeons!

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