[tag]: Ya boy is nice...
Verse:
Livin my life and im buildin a dream
Nathi & Twice thats is the team
On my worst stillin your best
Skinny n***a no S on my chest
Lines a bullet go get a Vest
I welcome you to the rhyme fest
Im the sh**,k**in sh**,bakin hits
Bringin heat,to this cats...
Damn ya flw so basic
Twice nothing to play with
Twice thats a n***a thats so sick
I talk sick with Toxic
Twice nothin to play with
Damn ya chick is so thick
Take her to my bad quick
Give her something to scream with
My wash ain't got no hours
Just husle and spittin time
Its hard son,like Halcum
These punches slash faces
Never solved like zuma cases
We in the same game different meaning
In other words im better then ya...!
[Verse 2]
Told you im bad and you didn't believe
This rap sh*t is hard to concieve
Shootin a river,pistorious
No legs but im running this
See i be rapin' ownin the town
Spittin the flows that be gunnin around
Earnin' the rand earnin' the pound
Visit ya chick with no one around
Npk twice thats the brand
Dangerous wit the mic at hand
k**ed a fly,now you think you that you
Bad...?
Im the man,i did it again...
So insane,i k**ed a clan
"i ain't playin" heard of sand
I dont care... She's always wet swiming
Gear...
Damn ya flow so random
Always burst cheap condom
Have One ball like Ping-pong
Your girl knows somethings wrong
West rand my kingdom
Warn them',ill k** them
You talk big and do smalls
Im the one notorious
My chick is so victorious
Moons lonely cos i k** stars
f** a punchline i need f**s
B-Trigger your never Breached
This a lever you cannot reach
Verse 3:
Yes i be rockin,n******gs be talking like they
Better then me...?
Still on my path,k**in the myth,n***a just
Let it be...
Im so street,raised in the street
Im so street,gravel an' sh**
Face the heat!
M.C,im a May Child
You can run but you can't hide
My enemy's i set aside,now dont have
Any...
When it comes to lines ,yea i got plenty
She visits me with no panty's
I beat her up with no hands
Sometimes she bring friends
Thats more fun,like sunyBun
Call MTN she a yellow bone
Shes everywher i go
Stop talkin sh** that you dont know
These cats spit,i throw up
What you call a meal,i call a catchup
n******gs need to catchup like airplane
Throwers
Ain't even gonna diss today
Got pockets full of rex on mey
Born in the month of may
To a father who rejected me
Hated me,now enemy's
When you see that n***a
Give him a high five in the face my n***a!
[Hook]