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touchline - clb freestyle lyrics

[intro]
yo what’s up, this is shakespeare and you’re listening to [?] radio
for real

[verse]
yeah, a real player, the bill payer
they all talk about how real they are
tembisa has no mec only an emcee
it’s me, the real mayor
the greedy king slayer
match winner but still the key team player
don’t see failure
yah, who’s better than me?
i’m such a g
it’s gmail mang’u email’a
your females are in my dms
if i don’t reply, i’m doing you a big favour
back on your phone screens again
back from a haitus, it’s all me again
my haters are only my haters till it’s time to ask for my favours
a feature ’cause their songs are only missing my flavour
actresses bring themselves to me on a plate
so if it’s sea food then it’s gotta be summer hate
and if they fishing for complements during a dinner date
best believe i never bite the bait
i don’t bite the hand that feeds me either
if she says i did her right, then please believe her
we go from cpt with me beneath her
make her leave her n+gga
aww man, it’s touchline once again
too ill, too real, you couldn’t k!ll
be uqabanga yin’?
sise msakazweni
mangi set iskim, i put my brothers in
i gotta win, i gotta stay at it
i wouldn’t fall from the top if i did the crates challenge
brain damage, if i hit the floor
you know i got so many flows that i make the rail panic
and knows who the main man is
k!ll like i’m satanic
you gon’ need more life cover like drake’s daddy
posing for the more life cover
smooth flow like b+tter
fike late ematchini maar ucoach uyang’ faka
how’d i get so good? you can’t help but wonder
touch don’t make blunders
ey, ngine iconfidence ye sdakwa
ingathi sine amasuperpower
big chains, baggy shirts, ngapha namabhlukhwe ayawa
bathi amaamerican wanna+be, aman+gga lawa
wen’ uphuzi iblack label, i’m starting a black label
boy, we the new kalawa, jazmee
you ask me who the great is? that’s me, tag me
the hip hop puzzle’s last piece
up until they rest in peace, i won’t be at peace
or at least, they gotta know
i make these streets believe
get up then we pray ’cause these things we need
we’re all certified lover boys
but content, lyrics, bars; that’s what clb means to me
and i increase the speed, tempo
with every new release, the end goal
to make music heal, it hits home
we’re all depressed but we smile through it
and if it’s fake, we see right through it
i end the text with “lol” but i’m not joking
that’s just so you don’t see that i’m heart broken
never done loving but i’m almost done hoping
but if there’s something good coming then my arms open
love letters in my twitter dms
my fans the only ones that love me till the end
they don’t care whether i’m driving amg or bm
just as long as i’m riding for them
big zulu put me and red b+tton on track 20
pro way, the raps plenty
tell it all till my heart’s empty
on the other hand, i got the rap game in my other hand
and, i can show what’s kicking like a sonogram
what do they mean we dissed them?
as’bazi, they gotta bring their cvs with them
you go against me then the grief is instant
you can’t touch me if you not heat resistant
sometimes i hot spot from [?] wisdom, w+ng’ thola?
wanna be loved not liked
like i love how you n+ggas get your love from likes
like i love how influencers monetize their hype, for real
and last night was for the whole game
yanga chief had the rap greats in one place
back in my dark days, i could never picture ever being in that sp+ce
a mixture of god’s grace and my overall work rate
i mean it, bengi qok’ioverall to work late
the nine to five way, don’t hesitate
and we put the game together with no selotape
and i never struggle to sell a tape
we gonna sn+tch the summer outta your hands
no hand shakes, no, we shaking all of your plans
shakes dropped a scorcher, catch him if you can
we all know, you ain’t caught me yet
you better hope the album don’t drop this year
the most gifted, the most feared, the most sincere
and you know we make the streets function
no t+junction but for you the road ends here
if not then the end’s near, ekse
girl, why you faking if you don’t have it?
more red flags than old trafford
i like them real, call me old fashioned
my image of you has it’s own caption
[outro]
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