Vinxi, Sema Sole - On Sight Lyrics

Grrrr...Uh...Yeah
Vinxi Season
Me and Sema Sole coming for your soul I'm sorry
If you get the 'r's and 'l's mixed up when you lecite this
Ah fuck
New apparel looking fly as shit
While these fuck-niggas stick to hating like some flies to shit
Iss two options in this game you either fight or quit
And pree all the snakes issa... pre-requisite
To makin' it, I been focused-I'm in my element
And still, have 'em question how I spit so eloquent
Ati "wagira ngo ntago ari umunyarwanda"
But I'm on road, man Kacyiru niho unsanga
I'm repping it, went and wrestled with the best
Like making your bitch undress
I make it look so effortless
Fill the clip up to the tip I'm coming for these rappers
Let's get it clear I'm not some old school rapper
Or some return of the boom-bap trapper
I just bring the bars ubundi sinzi ibindi baba bambaza
Ok
Fuck that bitch and nut I use her mouth as the repository
She pose for pics and post her stories
Compose a poem, no hope before
I wanted the fame and the glory
Confronted my demons now when I see 'em
They the ones that say sorry, like "oh my bad"
The struggles that I had
Are just replaced with new ones
Subtle nuance, jot this shit down on my ipad
No time for peace we run the east like the triad
It's me n' Sema Soul man how could you not like that
Lil' bitch
I been tryna do it right
I been livin' my life I been tryna do it right
I been tryna do it right yea
I been livin' my life I been tryna do it right
I been tryna do it righteous
If I see an opp-ortunity iss on sight
I been hesitant to do it but tonight it's green light
You speaking like a bull dookied inside your mouth
You know rookies are not allowed inside a stu' with me and Vinxi
All the raps amending any error done
I'm only one to fine but really I'm the one to sign your deeper terror
Back to life
A misdemeanor on a beat is foreign lingo to us
The steep arena got me thinking climbing up is must
The cadavers are piling up in a mess
I'm holy flawless when the beat is pouncing at me like this
Yooo... Buretse, buretse, buretse
Funny how I'd label this a throwaway
But really penning classic verses underway
I'm indispensable in this hip hop arena all the way
You know the war is never ending on a sunny day
I'm only warning you to pray
I'm more combustible than any liquor store
I lead the way
The reaper here to stay
Atoning for the killing Imma make
A verse away the runaway
Belligerent moon shining a couple hits
Or stomping upon your feet
Keep sipping the tea and see
Seek to meet the prophecy, you miss a bunch in disbelief
A piece of us in here to keep, a double trap you tryna skip
I keep it lighter than a sip, and then revolt into a beast
A scorching cauldron holds it all
The storming caution gave a call
To keep it simple for the weak
And break it humble for the meek
I'm indecisive to be fair, like do I kill you now or wait
Until the EP drop and then begin another page in this
Or do I give you corny rappers further time before the blitz

Grrrr...Uh...Yeah
Vinxi Season
Me and Sema Sole coming for your soul I'm sorry
If you get the 'r's and 'l's mixed up when you lecite this
Ah fuck
New apparel looking fly as shit
While these fuck-niggas stick to hating like some flies to shit
Iss two options in this game you either fight or quit
And pree all the snakes issa... pre-requisite
To makin' it, I been focused-I'm in my element
And still, have 'em question how I spit so eloquent
Ati "wagira ngo ntago ari umunyarwanda"
But I'm on road, man Kacyiru niho unsanga
I'm repping it, went and wrestled with the best
Like making your bitch undress
I make it look so effortless
Fill the clip up to the tip I'm coming for these rappers
Let's get it clear I'm not some old school rapper
Or some return of the boom-bap trapper
I just bring the bars ubundi sinzi ibindi baba bambaza
Ok
Fuck that bitch and nut I use her mouth as the repository
She pose for pics and post her stories
Compose a poem, no hope before
I wanted the fame and the glory
Confronted my demons now when I see 'em
They the ones that say sorry, like "oh my bad"
The struggles that I had
Are just replaced with new ones
Subtle nuance, jot this shit down on my ipad
No time for peace we run the east like the triad
It's me n' Sema Soul man how could you not like that
Lil' bitch
I been tryna do it right
I been livin' my life I been tryna do it right
I been tryna do it right yea
I been livin' my life I been tryna do it right
I been tryna do it righteous
If I see an opp-ortunity iss on sight
I been hesitant to do it but tonight it's green light
You speaking like a bull dookied inside your mouth
You know rookies are not allowed inside a stu' with me and Vinxi
All the raps amending any error done
I'm only one to fine but really I'm the one to sign your deeper terror
Back to life
A misdemeanor on a beat is foreign lingo to us
The steep arena got me thinking climbing up is must
The cadavers are piling up in a mess
I'm holy flawless when the beat is pouncing at me like this
Yooo... Buretse, buretse, buretse
Funny how I'd label this a throwaway
But really penning classic verses underway
I'm indispensable in this hip hop arena all the way
You know the war is never ending on a sunny day
I'm only warning you to pray
I'm more combustible than any liquor store
I lead the way
The reaper here to stay
Atoning for the killing Imma make
A verse away the runaway
Belligerent moon shining a couple hits
Or stomping upon your feet
Keep sipping the tea and see
Seek to meet the prophecy, you miss a bunch in disbelief
A piece of us in here to keep, a double trap you tryna skip
I keep it lighter than a sip, and then revolt into a beast
A scorching cauldron holds it all
The storming caution gave a call
To keep it simple for the weak
And break it humble for the meek
I'm indecisive to be fair, like do I kill you now or wait
Until the EP drop and then begin another page in this
Or do I give you corny rappers further time before the blitz