Black Bishops - Slow Sapiens (Prod. Nawty Gawds) lyrics

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Black Bishops - Slow Sapiens (Prod. Nawty Gawds) lyrics

[Verse 1: Trill.Gxd] Okay, spitting punchlines on these bars, call me Layla Ali Blue eyes on these rappers, I'ma stop the party Rolling doubies, going gnarly, ekhanda inkwari Give me jut my n***a trust me I'ma step on it I'm always high, I'm always on a bloody plane Bringing it back to my lane, all of my n***as is playing All of these b**hes complain kodwa abawona ama-Saint ngempela Ima ke sisi wothi ngikutshele, ngifasa kakhulu and angeke uze ungimele And angeke uze ungitshele, imali ngizoyifela I wanna go up to Jamaica so that i can spend this paper (Black) Bishops, Raijin, lyrics too aggressive What we do is impressive my saliva bloody precious Tongue is bleeding, gotta back up from k**ing these weaklings Eat your wife up like I'm eating dumplings I'm levitating, all a n***a is thinking is eating munchies Telling stories through my lyrics, blame it on the ganji [Hook x2: King cedric] Take a pull of that mojo, take a look at these sapiens move slow Let me smoke celtic like Rondo and french-kiss a girl up in bordeaux As I roll and smoke my sins away, working hard for the better pay When the records play hitory's made, Black Bishops for victory [Verse: Humphrey] Sparking la, elevated off my feet from that potent green Blowing trees, now you see the steez that we set free To the ma**es in the streets of Napierville, Camperdown, all the way to Imbali Now I see with three eyes These weaklings, I'm a beast watching you die n***a, my beats be what feeds my b**h, I'm set free, my Gs be living off that good high Super Saiyan power coming through, n***a, watch you don't get hurt Or you'll end up in a hurse soon as finish this verse You'll catch this curse I'm Kool Herc and Bombatta My oblangata on par with the crown chakra Now we're all for the bars we spit high in different solars Causing harm like Luud taking souls of the stars All we know is walking tar, you can keep your cars And your gold's getting old, n***a, wear your scars Vegeta pride, this power drives the Floral Tribe forward, yeah we aiming for planet Mars f** the Avengers, we're the avatars like the heroes of Apartheid Could it be the weed or the need of hitting seed or the greed I breathe? Whether it be I still see this dream of me reaching Dr. Reid's real read Now, as I proceed, I don't f** with these n***as bragging about cash and staying in the flash All we do is pack a stash and dash to the train station and push hash We're bringing "cool" to the poor, leaving the rich with a cold shoulder, puff puff pa** [Hook x2: King Cedric] [Outro: King Cedric] Hip-hip hooray, Hip-Hop is popping, rocking all your clubs today, today, today Rocking all your clubs today, today, today Rocking all your clubs today Hip-Hip Hooray, hip-Hop is popping, rocking all your clubs today Shout our to your baby momma