[Chorus]
Oh noh
Hai mahn Not soh
Look at all these people 'round
Why you wanna have this talk
Why uSase daar?
How you think the Empire soft?
All these other rappers talking they be t**ng ka molomu
[Hook]
Ooooo he,eh
Hai no man never
Hai fok, I think i needa clip a n***a (x4)
[Verse 2: The Homie Teez]
Ohhh Noh
Cool out skatlo bora
You ain't 'really bout the cash and yo b**hes look like horror
You weren't there
You ain't really know 'them n***as of the Hof 'bout
Errthing perfect like a ghetto girly in gusha
You wishin you were the culprit when rookie had k**ed the master
You had jays while i was rockig lokshin culture who's the gangsta
While Jigga was kissing Bey, Kanye was macking Kim
I been limping up Watch The Throne
Homie Teez might be king
Cause growing up we ain't have much
The struggle been hella lit
So blowing up sitting on my mind
And im feeding off of that sh**
s**in it in like a leach
And draining the life it needs
I can never neglect the beating heart
Inside o' The Homie Teez
Running the city, the jungle it breathes
A beast inside me
No sleep
For mice who ran the streets
Eating the dusty trail
Approaching the cheese
Please
Refrain from talking sh**
We weren't taught no co-existance growing up, we learnt the real
Meaning of independence
That's why we never gangsters until we intimidated
Neutralise every target even just the affiliated
Oh you funny? You a jester?
Buff your chest
Learn the basics
This the Hof, the Holy mecca
Pop a cap up if you pagan
I got homies with heaters
Degrees that could melt Satan
You farting aginst the thunder if you come here unprotected
'ss what i told yo girl
How the f** she come without equipment
I smack it down raw, you Cena Attitude Adjusted
[Chorus]
Oh noh
Hai mahn Not soh
Look at all these people 'round
Why you wanna have this talk
Why uSase daar?
How you think the Empire soft?
All these other rappers talking they be t**ng ka molomu
[Hook]
Ooooo he,eh
Hai no man never
Hai fok, I think i needa clip a n***a (x4)