No Secrets, Pt. 1
Lyrics
E monna ke ngola last paper vandag wabo
So
What the fuck is up nigga
Ke ka library ka hier a ke kgone ho rasa
Wae bala, so tlameile o piche hosane keng so we can just
Fucking, get to it you already know
This a, a great day to give head to a Great Dane
I’m a sensei I kick raps like I’m Luke Cane
Bitch I’m Bruise Wayne all on top of the food chain
Dropping bombs no flex bitch I’m Saddam Hussein huh
Killing this whole game with no shame cause y’all lame
They all claim they tracks flame finna wash ‘em out with my reign
I’m Usain it’s hard to stop when I bolt on a track I’m like brakeless train
If her throat right I’m fucking her brain is all the same
I went against all odds to face y’all frauds guess I’m a
Skinny Rick Ross don’t take no loss I deserve a
Round of applause matter fact a standing ovation
This is a Swiitz occasion
I’m black but treat me Caucasian okay
Enough of the rhyme scheme this already a crime scene
We go need some yellow tape no debate call a crime team
This tape is fatal hit you with eargasms how I fuck your metal
Fuck a label we more than able to blow you already know
It ain't no secret I was born to get it
It ain't no secret yeah I’m too committed
It ain't no secret yeah I got a vision
Stevie Wonder with the keys man on a mission
It ain't no secret I was born to get it
It ain't no secret yeah I’m too committed
It ain't no secret yeah I got a vision
Stevie Wonder with the keys man on a mission
I outstandingly stand out
You just blabidly blab out
All the shit that you plan out
But just seldomly pan out
Super macho but not sure what you really about
Like Don Pablo I spit dope when I open my mouth
This rainy weather got your girl texting
Perfect time to teach that cheating kitty a lesson
Let her come over me like a nigga be bench pressing
Make that coochie sneeze yes indeed this pipe a blessing I’m flexing
With no barbell I’m dope as a drug cartel
I raise hell in these bars your favorite rapper gon need bail in this jail
Loyalty over trust
Love over lust
Power is a must
Respect is a plus
Blo-blo-blood thicker than water but ma niggas is family
Fuck with anyone of them I swear imma catch a felony
Actually might as well bury me in the penitentiary
I fuck up the whole game and bitches like I believe in polygamy
Pardon me I’m actually well mannered with no sympathy
Me being me I just don’t really fuck with negative energy
I’m focused on my synergy
And spreading positivity
You can try to belittle me
I’m still gon shop in Italy you know
It ain't no secret I was born to get it
It ain't no secret yeah I’m too committed
It ain't no secret yeah I got a vision
Stevie Wonder with the keys man on a mission
E monna ke ngola last paper vandag wabo
So
What the fuck is up nigga
Ke ka library ka hier a ke kgone ho rasa
Wae bala, so tlameile o piche hosane keng so we can just
Fucking, get to it you already know
This a, a great day to give head to a Great Dane
I’m a sensei I kick raps like I’m Luke Cane
Bitch I’m Bruise Wayne all on top of the food chain
Dropping bombs no flex bitch I’m Saddam Hussein huh
Killing this whole game with no shame cause y’all lame
They all claim they tracks flame finna wash ‘em out with my reign
I’m Usain it’s hard to stop when I bolt on a track I’m like brakeless train
If her throat right I’m fucking her brain is all the same
I went against all odds to face y’all frauds guess I’m a
Skinny Rick Ross don’t take no loss I deserve a
Round of applause matter fact a standing ovation
This is a Swiitz occasion
I’m black but treat me Caucasian okay
Enough of the rhyme scheme this already a crime scene
We go need some yellow tape no debate call a crime team
This tape is fatal hit you with eargasms how I fuck your metal
Fuck a label we more than able to blow you already know
It ain't no secret I was born to get it
It ain't no secret yeah I’m too committed
It ain't no secret yeah I got a vision
Stevie Wonder with the keys man on a mission
It ain't no secret I was born to get it
It ain't no secret yeah I’m too committed
It ain't no secret yeah I got a vision
Stevie Wonder with the keys man on a mission
I outstandingly stand out
You just blabidly blab out
All the shit that you plan out
But just seldomly pan out
Super macho but not sure what you really about
Like Don Pablo I spit dope when I open my mouth
This rainy weather got your girl texting
Perfect time to teach that cheating kitty a lesson
Let her come over me like a nigga be bench pressing
Make that coochie sneeze yes indeed this pipe a blessing I’m flexing
With no barbell I’m dope as a drug cartel
I raise hell in these bars your favorite rapper gon need bail in this jail
Loyalty over trust
Love over lust
Power is a must
Respect is a plus
Blo-blo-blood thicker than water but ma niggas is family
Fuck with anyone of them I swear imma catch a felony
Actually might as well bury me in the penitentiary
I fuck up the whole game and bitches like I believe in polygamy
Pardon me I’m actually well mannered with no sympathy
Me being me I just don’t really fuck with negative energy
I’m focused on my synergy
And spreading positivity
You can try to belittle me
I’m still gon shop in Italy you know
It ain't no secret I was born to get it
It ain't no secret yeah I’m too committed
It ain't no secret yeah I got a vision
Stevie Wonder with the keys man on a mission
Writer(s): Keitumetse Mphasa
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
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