Ca**per Nyovest - Beef lyrics

[Intro: Samuel L Jackson & Frank Whaley] Samuel L Jackson: What does Marsellus Wallace look like? Frank Whaley: What? Samuel L Jackson: (Gunshots) What country are you from? Frank Whaley: What? What? Samuel L Jackson: "What" ain't no country I ever heard of. They speak English in What? Frank Whaley: What? Samuel L Jackson: English, motherf**er, do you speak it? Frank Whaley: Yes! Samuel L Jackson: Then you know what I'm sayin'! Frank Whaley: Yes! Samuel L Jackson: Describe what Marsellus Wallace looks like! Frank Whaley: What? I... Samuel L Jackson: Say "what" again. Say "what" again, I dare you, I double dare you motherf**er, say "what" one more goddamn time! Frank Whaley: He's black Samuel L Jackson: Go on! Frank Whaley: He's bald Samuel L Jackson: Does he look like a b**h? Frank Whaley: What? Samuel L Jackson: (Gunshot) DOES…HE…LOOK…LIKE…A b*tch?! Frank Whaley: (In pain) No! Samuel L Jackson: Then why'd you try to f** him like a b**h, Brett? Frank Whaley: I didn't Samuel L Jackson: Yes, you did. Yes, you did [Verse 1] None of y'all n***as can f** with me The cheque I got this morning says f** Vigi Man I done made a mill tryna f** Minnie Now all the baddest b**hes tryna f** with me Uh, I did it faster than Ramadan They'll never give me my props, they bitter ha ba na plan Your music is kinda average My n***as above the bar I'm cool with number 2 cause I'm richer than number one Yeah, I done made it bigger than your favourites Man I done sonned the game, y'all can baby sit Your bandz make her dance, mine make her rich My money rude, yours polite like Taylor Swift Man what's wrong with these OGs Oh don't be acting like you forgot what you told me About that coloured n***a, yeah that coloured n***a Oh I shouldn't mention it? Let's leave it then, I'm not one to provoke beef, beef, beef, beef [Verse 2] Yeah, I swear this sh** is kinda crazy The game is colourful But I find none of you amazing I'mma let you be But you can not replace me Get it right man I am a ruler, you can't erase me Yeah, my new white b**h like the rodeo I call her Katy Perry, she a Scorpio PhD with the audio I don't need to say it though Everybody knows like Pinocchio Even though it ain't trickin' when we spray bottles I'm still hungry enough to take the stake from you I always share with my n***as when the cake crumbles So why should I care when a stranger call me fake humble? Yeah, man what's wrong with these OGs Se ba batla ho nkhuza acting like they really know me I'm a humble dude but watch how you approach me I swear nowadays it's so easy to provoke beef, beef, beef, beef [Verse 3] Man, everybody understands this sh** differently Ever since I dropped Gusheshe, n***as tried to mimic me I'm underrated lyrically So I wake up in the morning Do some sh** they've never done then I'm back to making history I'm at a point where I don't even post all my achievements You f**ed up your career, your attitude is bulimic I told em that I'mma do it They said do it, then I did it Then they started hatin' on me Guess the dream was more appealing Cause honestly, they know we f**ing this game raw It's evident that we way smarter than they thought The way I'm k**ing n***as, unfair like Treyvon Just found out that I hit the same b**h as Trey Songz I told you I was the sh** and that I could rap if I want to But y'all don't deserve my punchlines Just the one two Oh y'all gon' ignore the fact that I went gold Don't tell me how you feel, tell me how many you sold How many of you n***as did the sh** that I did None of your so called "heaters" could compare to my hits You mentioned my old b**h You should take your verse back We'll have this conversation when you get your first plaque, motherf**er! Nxa! Le tlwaela batho masepa entlek