Symph & Blaklez - Round Up lyrics

[Verse 1: Blaklez] Way up, the hustle top floor Yeah they drowning coz the flow that I'm bringing is to die for Your girl's in the pa**enger seat, we ride with the top off When we get to the crib she ridin on top with the top off They say spit knowledge or kick rocks I kick rhymes and throw punchlines, combination is kickboxing Watch who you diss pa, don't get your wig popped Your time's up despite the wrist watch that you just copped IÂ'm the best out, pound for pound, blow for blow DonÂ't wanna end up broke so I go for broke Ntwana don't test me, I snap and expose a poser And watch the streets take you down like a older poster I'm a sure shot, so gamblers wanna place their bets Ke jimile but when I rap, I don't break a sweat I k** emcees til police say explain your mess But I speed and I lose my tail like my name Nyovest [Hook] Round up if you can go against me I'mma keep on breaking doors if you ain't really got the keys The jig is up you know I got the team You aint gotta ask this sh** never came free Round up if you can go against me I'mma keep on breaking doors if you ain't really got the keys The jig is up you know I got the team You aint gotta ask this sh** never came free [SympH] Round up if you can go against me If you ain't really got the keys The jig is up you know I got the team You aint gotta ask this sh** never came free Round up if you can go against me I'mma keep on breaking doors if you ain't really got the keys The jig is up you know I got the team You aint gotta ask this sh** never came free [Verse 2: Captain] I'm really steams... them is skinny jeans Sig burn - light up a square, I Billy Jean 'em These New-Jacks chasing up bean stalks - a giant's pacing Iron Maiden with Heavy Metal I'm not to play with Pick & choose the illest few on your list Big or minuscule, who you count on one hand? That's finger food Rappers is lamb to the slaughter when I get the call to see 'em Gladiator - the booth is the Coliseum catching cadavers, stack 'em in caverns in mausoleums It's Maximus at his maximum with this rapping shxt Ha ke tlole kgathe le banana tlo'o le gas-e, re ka ngkana thoko le open flames I toast, maim Poking lames open Then rope your dame to a poker game It's no bluffing... I'm coke touching that stove, cousin. Y'all ducking - I'm flattered ain't even mad at y'all self-preservation's a must when facing matadors Kgaitsedi who bomb scripture like I, sis? Line tse di blayn for scrilla that Fetty, eye sis The god scribe holy poems & quotes holy moses my command's embedded in stone... (commands, embedded... keep going!) Tseke-Tseke you're silly thinkin I'm ill-equipped with sk** infinite, linguistic - intricate militant wit e-bile tje ke iketlile, se ke itse laaitie e ke phele maar eish! ntse le ngshebile k'rap-ile... K'qetile [Hook] [SympH] Round up if you can go against me If you ain't really got the keys The jig is up you know I got the team You aint gotta ask this sh** never came free Round up if you can go against me I'mma keep on breaking doors if you ain't really got the keys The jig is up you know I got the team You aint gotta ask this sh** never came free