Steves Bryan Joseph - Ayiti Kid Freestyle lyrics

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Steves Bryan Joseph - Ayiti Kid Freestyle lyrics

Intro And this is Steves J. Bryan Some real sh** n***a, where my f**ing zoe's at man Ayisyen'k nan kay la wi yeah yeah pa vinn ouve kow la fè makak… look Verse I'm Coming straight outta Haiti I'ma certified zoe My s**'s banann peze and my dick's griot I don't trust no hoe I'm here for the money Bag it all up till it looks like a sac of diri f** your figi , yall look funny Tryna act tough I'm the original dandi I see you waving your hands like you shooting an invisible gun But when you see one your a** gonw run I'm from the land of the Baka n***as pa nan kaka Mather fact round my block rats don't Kaka I'm on a mission and I'm doing the impossible Took the road alone I'm so determine I'm unstoppable Never on my own use faith to jump obstacles You can only be strong if you learn and accept to grow Accept that I'm the best Put it in yo head Like a memory, I'm so sick watch it spread Yo my sh** goes deep deeper than a dead body And when I hit the booth all you see is dead bodies Look b**h I'm so for real I'm right now And right now is time for me to cut your lights out What you n***as lack is discipline And balls that's y you act feminine So don't come to me talking bout yo projects cause I ain't tryna hear that sh** And don't even try to approach my set cause we don't really feel yo sh** sh** let me get some dirt off my shoulders And my lyrics are like boulders when I drop its heavy enough to shake the flo! I'm a trained soldier, equipped with Flow, look I strike with light and k** the show And let my third eye glow and I grow you feel me bro I'm from a city where I use to get along with the blackout But when light skins hit the room they call cops to put the blacks out And my uncle said nephew you gotta k** the noise man Yo this system is a poison sh** that's y I follow my Heart look I'm very serious bout my art I'm the Haitian n***a your mom loves to talk about High minded well-spoken smart without a doubt While everybody's in the kitchen I be hitting you on the couch Hold up black co*k in yo mouth, girl I got you eating barbecue Let's reroute I put your face north your back south ... Ouch... Outro Steves J. Bryan one plus seven eight n***a! Great n***a! I'm f**ing great n***a! And that's eight n***a One plus seven in yo motherf**ing mouth... b**h Yo let me say some on the mike.. yo we out here n***a …. The f** man! …f** that sh** up