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tanaka hingie - song lyrics

[intro: tanaka hingie]
y’all done missed me, right?
had to hit a home run this time
ain’t going too lyrical on this one
however, the bars strong still

[verse 1: tanaka hingie]
the mirror call a lotta miracle
my voice been dope; el chapo reborn
water to wine; jesus, i am cana
gimme that beat, i k!ll it mukandipa mukana
holocaust on the jews
seize their wealth; my wall will cost all your jewels
to make the story short; d-mn i got proof
it’s too bad when i guard; bars stacking then poof
k!ll a snitch, k!ll a pig; i see a dead pooh
marvel at me; how far with red bull?
i still pray that deal p-ss; with as dude
feet been dirty; far we come from dude
where am i bred? outta the streets
where be my bread? back in the streets
n-ggas ain’t living their metaphors
all your matter false
even your friends; all you met are foes
d-mn my word play; letters dance to a drum b-ss
on your marks, f i don’t give; yes
white vs black when i start that race
devil grow grey hair when i h-ll-raise
god in the flesh; who compare?
run your mouth; you gon pay
y’all know long hair don’t care
even a nun; i could wed
i’m the greatest; word
when i pop; only romans relate
look how fat be my fate
i see hope, my calls on; case i’m hit by my date
destiny like; “n-gga you late;
will you marry me till you the late?”
i’m like say no more; serve me my plate

[verse 2: malcom mufunde]
i’m as ruthless as the new testament
we alternate currencies, this ain’t what tesla meant
we just hustle and balance sh-t like accountants
all these letters from your girls, i should start my own alphabet
i’m scorpion in the club, tell your girl to get over here
she’s too hot, i’m sub-zero- we attract over here
know you and her are both my fans, i’m kitana over here
shang tsung- you mortals combat, we just watch over here
they’ scared of my brain, they dread my head- i’m rasta
but all this weed wouldn’t get me any higher
few rappers wanna work with this dude
i’m a modelling agency; body features what i do
the most higher, my alt-tude ain’t sober
but i let these little rappers go on top to keep the fraction proper
i run the show all season like a tv series
it’s funny you don’t take me serious

[verse 3: tanaka hingie]
the cloth i’m cut from is fine; in case you p-ss your regards
death row records casualties; that’s the result when i spaz
outta ten, it’s a nine
black people die from a nine
and this world is a lie
every girl got a fine -ss like they son to eli
stand in line should you buy
don’t hit a row; if you bi
will i ever count my sales?
biology numbered your cells
lemme journey till i can see king
till i find him, i won’t stop seeking
walk with jesus; mary and joe in roads
conquer big; cecil john rhodes
feed fam; when that bag calls
your girl safe; i know bro codes
you ain’t rich when your bro’s broke
we all real in my household
ghad

- tanaka hingie lyrics

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