Tableek - Got It (featuring Whosane and Roosta) lyrics

[Verse 1: TABLEEK} Culture crazy Writtens lazy Sideline hazy Tricks dont amaze me War refinement Peaceful tyrant Modern day pirate Far from the movie Handheld grenade launched right at your b**bies Noobies Spilled half the trees out the doobie Mixed up h rap from huey jig I guess one has to die so the other get big Born in the borough but what makes me thorough The p-y-k-e the deen in the bone marrow I could be your brother but not everybodys n***a Sometimes close my eyes bring the daylight in quicker I'm wavin at madness to introduce sicker Lost in the sauce gingerale no fizza Paper rock scissor Fu*k fed ex we the ones that deliver You little toy figure This a mans hustle Move heavy use your brain muscle Toss up to tussle Rock rings like bill russel Too many rings to rock you stay muzzled I need a runner, a gunner with back bone Thick thighs at home bout to set into a zone, i'm on Watch me work break that corporate sh*t You ain't slick little bit*ch do what you got [Verse 2: WHOSANE] A small temper with big hands Dont never get to talk up the road i'm listenin Salt and pepper shake you out your shoes I hit fans Thats small talk n***a come back big plans Structure document opulence you little b**h scram Whip me up a three egg omelet no yoke Get a n***a fresh squeeze orange you slow poke I'm just beginning like i'm eating my breakfast Straight path like your reading my necklace Pray to the east me and my brother BLEEK Both see the direction of the Suratul musta real rude boy a roosta Put it down cape town to worcesta Turn it up loud hear the sound of the music And when it hit the ground thats the sound of the movement