Verse:
I write not 
Bout dead ones 
Cause they gone

I blaze spliffs
And climb cliffs
To reach to God 

I Hold hands with demons 
To see I, 
Really not holy or saved 

I'm just here bud..
See I,  rather not interject 
Haven't conversated with a broad

It's been a minute check,
Knowledge is the key 
But to which door?

Daughters whores 
On your street corners 
Selling dopa or...

(Many boys still falling for the trap
Many girls still falling for the trap)


Verse : 
Dreams of a ...
Dead man walking 
With crows talking 
In a dead land 

Where death stalking 
Fear cropping 
We can't have it in the picture 

Politics created this 
Not us beating our sisters
Pick us..

Verse: 

Fuck it ,
I don't wanna rush it 
We don't got no water 
And ours flows can't help restock it..

Faucets, 
Been obsolete, 
Every joker weak 

When they weap 
We drink they tears 
For energy 

This is peak,
Innocence non-existent 
We do witness shit 
Lead 

Leads to a spillage 
Of those arteries  
Inside your drink

Fucking shrink 
Tell you this is trauma 
I thought that this was normal shit

Can't help it,
If the path was laid out for me




When Jsus gets high.(prod splited stupid)

I was born to inspire 
Fire in the lost messiahs 
And to tell a tale of love 
That started with an evil eye

Stare she gave me 
Killed a man who liked to Rhyme 
Speak of politics and messages 
That came from Palestinine  

In her arms there was warmth 
You couldn't find 
Made me think of heaven 
Never have I seen something divine  

Help me see the light 
And fight for something that is right
I've been in darkness for a while 
Could never wake up now I'm fine


2023 October 6th
Had me speaking, 
Seeing soul that was soo pure 
It had me tweaking 

Love you had me peeping
Into a future 
Where you had me 
In a suit

I thought you fruit, 
The way you sweet 
But I'm delusional 
Conclusions reached 

You breached my walls 
In span of day 




How I get this way?
Made me feel in love and hey 
How I get this way?
Road to my own heartbreak?
How I get this way ?

You got me through the night...

The light (draft) inspired by Mike.

Bad bitches 
Make broke niggas impressed
Hit that overdraft on your card
Trying to flex

All a bitch do,
Is head and give you sex 
But you're vexed when they leave 
For a Bentley you'll never get.

It's  hit or miss 
So your missus all finna leave 

It's juvenile, to spend money 
To keep em geeked
There's always someone who's 
Better, and never phased 

By a pussy they keep it pushing 
And pushing they know a need.


Verse: 
Hip niggas 
Gon hop on fake grass  
Never learn a lesson 
They never attend class

Gotta throw stones at glass
And when they hurt 
They blurt shit, 
Fall in pits 

Still digging shit, 
Because they looking  for gold 
A tale that's been told 

Blurring all ambitions 
For the kitty at hand
They working for rand 


They moving quite mad 
To get a bee
Who live lavishly 

And relish 
And thought of her bent.(you'll never Smash.)

Chorus:
Bad bitches 
Make broke niggas impressed
Hit that overdraft on your card
Trying to flex

All a bitch do,
Is head and give you sex 
But you vexed when they leave 
For a Bentley you'll never get.

It's  hit or miss 
So your missus all finna leave 

It's juvenile, to spend money 
To keep em geeked
There's always someone who's 
Better, and never phased 

By a pussy they keep it pushing 
And pushing they know a need.



BB.MBN.I. ( Prod Docent ) Unfinished #43

Second last.

Artwork by me.

Lyrics : 
Intro:
I Speak to the dead 
I Speak to the dead 
I don't wanna speak no more...





Verse:
Tears hit the floor, 
Sounding like a metronome 
My demons seem appalled 
Dancing on my grave 

Don't give em joy, 
They seem to know 
That i just killed an angel 
For my own enjoyment bro...


Only if i knew, 
She was a queen i should adore 
Told her lies,
I stole her heart, 
and showed her to the door 

Everyday i wonder
Why the evil took control
Everyday i wonder 
Why the evil took control
Why the evil took control

Why the evil had a hold...
Never thought i'd drown 
In pool of dread with me to blame.

Never thought 
My tears coated in crimson 
Would go rain 


Never thought,
I should've thought...

I should've....
I should've caught her...
I should've loved her...

Outro: 
I Speak to the dead 
I Speak to the dead 
I don't wanna speak no more...

Corpse Bride.(Prod EerySkies).

Who dat nigga? 
Coture black,
Boots on.

 Real jolly  fella 
From the 16-32
Where these jitas move mad,

Mack dad for a daddy 
Momma kinda crazy 
I won't lie, 

Cuss in vernac, 
Tsek wena bhari
Cap on, never off

What you on ? 
Hunters( its a drink)



Punch a bhari 
In the palate 
Cause he never had a roof in the first place.

He don't deal with gimcrack 
No whack shit 
Nah , nah, nah, nah.

Can't you see the palette,
That he got ? 
Mixing all these words 
So absurd 

He a nerd
Gonna purge 
All these herds of rappers 
Screaming gangster... (bruuuh)



He don't even know this 
He far from goat
But he coated with Gold 

Behold his greatness 
Unfold
It be T and you know what he know 

Dray got me singing a song, 
Bout calls and a call one day 
Gon' come exclaiming... you da greatest
Maybe ,i hope.

Dim dim dim dim, 
Fly joker, playing all  his cards 
Why these babies saying that i'm odd 

Never heard a nigga 
Speaking through the sun ? 
Everything i say is fucking hot 
Nigga don't be acting cool when i'm on
Fools learn a thing or two,
When i spit equivalent to the kama sutra 
Switching flows like mouton.






.1632 (Prod Stoic beats )

Intro : 
Gogo,  please let me live 
A life that i like,
Speaking from the heart
I'm lost inside of this mic 

Tell me what i need 
Give me a reason to fight 
I'm stuck in endless darkness 
Really needing the light 

Gogo, please tell me what i need to survive.
 My heart is in shambles 
Really losing my might 

Don't know what to do 
While i'm facing this plight 
From the skies or somewhere far...
Please tell me to fight.

Verse: 
I really wonder 
Bout life in heaven or hell 
The depths of darkness
With demons dragging me

Well, i've seen both sides of the coin 
Heaven and hell
The pristine houses and shacks 
these barren lands 

With dogs and men 
All brawling to get the rand 
And life in hand of a covenant
Of two beings who rumbling 

Far from view and we liking it 
 
the sh*t they telling us 
From a book and we live through it 
We choose to believe in it 

But never believe in your fellow man 
Who you breathing with  
They stealing and gambling
Raping children 

Or ruin life of these girlies 
By letting them through vanity 
Making them lose they sanity 
Enemies what i see 

 Are you feeling me? 

Bridge: 


Father please guide me 
In this life that i live
I've only seen you give 
Do you ever receive ?



Speaking from within 
You're the reason i live 
Only want to see you smile
You're the reason i give 

Brother please tell me 
That we doing it right ?
Money making through us making music
is our right.

I only want my family 
In gucci alright,
I'mma make it corporate or in art...
Thats heart






Second song: 

Sadey hurting 
He be blurting feelings on a song 
Looking up to playas 
But he cannot get in thong 

He still young,
So all thats written could be immature 
Sex, money , power
Seem like motto he be looking for 

Love and lust 
Is in one same 
I'm learning from the pain
That loneliness prescribed 

But i just think i'm going so insane
I'm locked in cage, 
Seeing my people move 
Like brainless ants 

Man i be wanting that ...


He just want a body undulating 
And them millions
Move with crew, just dripping out 
In yellow like we minions 

Cause we can, 
Really want those cars 
Those  cars  those cars i'm needing it
But in darkness

With my thoughts just telling me 
to leave it T...
So i oblige you see











 

Those i call out to/ Sadeys freestyle. (Prod Tunga)

Tell my mama that i love  her 
I'm pushing self with a mantra 
And keeping health in a moderate state 
Finding love in the capital 

Hoping heart could be safe 
Pushing well knowing granny see me 
I'm feeling quite safe 
Mom i know how you feel...

Le'ntwana iyaphapha 
Knowing you're thinking i'm killed
I plunder some hearts 
The art is i'm looking for me 

I know that its hard 
Its been hard enough for the kid 
Making music for soul 
Never for charts and the hits...


Bridge:
Hope she see, 
Hope she see, 
That i'm okay..

Verse: 
Moving on
Parkes i hope you see that i've been pushing hard
Pen on paper everyday, i'm working hard

Dray and you keep me inspired   
Flows i conjure come from fire 
Hidden far, 
I'm lying ; saying i ain't never cared for melodies 

I'm celibate don't fuck with anything 
But music 
You could say that its abusive 
How i'm giving hits


Bridge:
Hope she see, 
Hope she see, 
That i'm okay..

Verse:
I really want me going home 
Dream achieved
Buy my dad a new car 
Maybe Amg 

Get him dripped and looking clean 
Buy him sh*t and show him i appreciate 
Many niggas with fathers 
In a depressive state  

Many bharis act like fathers 
And ain't doing sh*t
You just out here making parenting
 Look some easy thing and i appreciate.



Bridge:
Hope he see, 
Hope he see, 
That i'm okay..

Hope she see, 
Hope she see, 
That i'm okay..



Okay. (Prod Stoic Beats)

recorded and written on a day, where i found myself drunk.
enjoy.


Sparky hit me up again 
1818 for the soul, 
To make me feel again
I'm stuck inside this film 

This audience is laughing 
I'm panting heavy drenched in sweat 
Addiction to the pills 
Done make me feel like i'm the leading man...

Most these hunnies
want a demon... 
Most these hunnies 
want a demon filled with lust its cool

Back to school 
Teach you all bout human nature 
And how we find danger cool
Spark another, smoke another 

Drink another now i'm cool
Found myself in melodies  
I'm dancing in the meadows, cold.

Black young lady, 
Loving me a queen who dripped nectar 
Dressed in holy jewels.

What an angel, 
I'm complacent for her worth its true, 
(What a desperate love )

Brown eyes,
Oh my,(what a desperate love).







Verse: 


Written from  perspective 
Of a man who lacking passion :
Found myself in bed,
I watch some porn, and sleep more

Walk through life and all i see 
Is women who done dressed like whores
Acting tough but yeah she know 
She worth as much as kempton whores

Tryna compensate
(What a sad existence).
He's alone, what you see( is a sad existence)....




Verse:
Just genderless spirit 
Within a shell, 
Running from all my traumas 
The scent of this burning man, 

Just a dream that i had, 
Where i'm hanging noose on the neck
With the bark of tree bout to give 
Just a product of what this room is 

I'm just, 
Seeking something 
Lost within the meadows 
I dance with the weeping widows 

The trees join,
Stories of lovers seeking 
They partner 
To be adjoined 

Seeking a heaven or hell 
From a flip of a fucking coin
Depending on other could never get it 
You'd say I'm lost, 



a sad desperate heart... (Prod Stoic Beats)

You'd mistake my lines 
For Mythology,
Fuck the analogies 
Flowing heavy 

Speak in tongue of the holy king 
I'm a star, 
Don't you em surrounding me ?
Bars is mental, i don't deal with no freudian slip.

I just wanna fuck, 
Poseidon flows be tough 
I fuck the game, the same i fuck your main
Its not a noose, but little death still 
Come the same 

Its cumbersome, 
To be the kind of guy
The meddies wanna lie with, 

See i'm fly, 
But kinda shy
But  don't you take that as a sign 
To disrespect.

Cause disrepect can lead to 
Franskenstein-ish patches

Been a egg, 
Its Time for hatching

The altitude is menacing 
Nectar the skin 
And the hair is magnificent

You can't match vibe 
Or the tide the we bringing 
We live the for writtens 



Outro: 
We don't like to talk
We just rap, 
And its facts 
Many to point to they screens 

Know they worth, no....

Introduction.

Dray be high as fuck, 
I be drowing in some vodka 
And we making art, 
Shirt is stained in wine 

Or is it blood?, 
We done walked around the hood 
Hoping to get some grub 
But we walked into some club 

Hungry like neglected cubs 
Is this a famine for the feminine ?
Cause most these niggas eyeing us 
Like tyson tryna fight 

We got some drinks, 
You know the vibes 
We chilled with fine ass huns 
They tried go back to our stu..


Its chilled we said its cool
But i could sense these waters 
Shark infested, 
Niggas invested , 

they seem congested
They full of shit,
Dripped out in ice, 
But its melting cause pressure
fucking real 

Into my ear a nigga whispered
"You fucking killed" 
I found it odd, we done left the club 
And the hunnies came 

We walking talking 
The neon lights seem to light the way
I saw a audi, 
Just driving slowly 

And parking by me
Nigga just popped out 
A kick to chest, 
Got me on my back 

One Honey screaming and shouting 
"Fuck it You're not my man
You're fucking mad "

Ideally brother a psycopath
Dray had him locked by the neck 
He started crying  mad 
Pleading to us saying baby girl 

Was his fucking zen
Don't give a fuck, 
We done beat him up 
And we journeyed on




Went to the garage, we got some pie 
And we went to lie  
With both these beauties 
And one these babies done fell in love

Another story,
The credits rolling i say goodnight...

That night that time long ago.

I got these flowers 
I done threw away 
Out in space is where you left me 
I don't feel the same 

I see no passion in your texts 
Your eyes they say the same 
I've played the game 
I don't want sentences that seem to blame.

I know this freakish trend 
Get a man, diss a man, nah he aint no man
telling me that you done want me 
When you acting mad 

I ain't dealing with no girl 
Who faking being sad 
They call me a nomad 



I'm just looking for a home 
Made by a loving hand 
Someone to be mine 
Someone to be bound to 

I know who  you are 
I'm not what you want too
I know you be just with me 
To pass the time too...

I've seen the hurt 
I've felt pain 
I know Dray do 
Feel it too

Netherlands the bruises coated too
Everyday we move through life 
To find love 
But sadly we the pigeons 
Got let others be doves.

Chorus: 

We just gotta walk, 
No talking talk 
We just gotta let it go 
Know that its a tough  (x2)

Many use us for our ears 
Want our shoulders for the tears.

Flowers.

I'm sparking another one,
I'm under sheets with baby girl 
She seem to make me laugh

We both seem fearful of our hearts 
And where they wanna run,
Whether the meadows or each other 
We cannot decide

These little moments in the sun
They seem to make me want, 
A higher purpose just reach to her level
By the sun

I don't know much about these 
Feelings that i'm feeling, 
 fodder what i'm treated like
Many never paid me none 



Attention,
But i noticed something,
When i speak you seem attentive 

Your voice it clears my doubts 
When i be hugging you
You make me feel like child

Running in the wild 
hour glass is spilled
 the time is ours, 
in a cacoon 

i'm seeing you
our time is ending
soon enough
i'll just be riduculed 

needing to get rid of you 
cause fear of hurt 
is powerful, 

promised self to never love
here again 
giving love a chance 
don't wanna dance in meadows,
trapped in spirit of a widow 
set me free, 




Bridge:
i don't wanna go today 
i don't wanna leave you alone today 
i don't wanna go, 
i just want a chance stay...

Chance to stay.

Dray talking.

Hotter than the devil
When the summer come  
Why this nigga rapping psuedo stories 
About love & lust 

This whole ep written 
In 3hrs cause 
A nigga got alot,

To say...
I don't even give a fuck 
Bout niggas who be fake 
They fashion is amusing 

I'm a cuckoo little man  
Dripped in brands that lack a name 
Cause look  i'm kinda broke..
This shit is not a joke



I'll be upping game of pen 
The ink is dry,
Zoroastri, make niggas see true religion i,
 
Don't even care about the bitches and flair, 
I got mother who need condo and air 
I write on the back diaries
That i can make it 

Before soul leave the shell
Firey passion on the paper 
Turn flame into words 

They say  i'm a surd
Spit a rhyme that leave you toes curled 
We could kick it, eyebrow look like a swirl 
 
The flow is absurd
This nigga a nerd 
I told you before

 poseidon the flows 

That flactuate 
Better than notes of parkes
 singing or a girl on her a flow...


Damn it dray this beat is too low...
I know when to go 
The flow state 
Tell a nigga to row 

Up to the north
We ain't giving no fucks 
where this came from
If you lack the passion 

We ain't giving you time 
If you lack the. passion 
We ain't paying no mind... 

(Black camp nigga...)

Outro-duction?

Nah ntwana yam 
Don't let it go 
Don't you see they fumble bag 
Like baddies 
Don't let it go 

Don't you talk to me 
Unless you steady 
Just let it go... (x2) 

Verse:
I don't pray but I'm blessed 
I don't do the dressing 'less its salad
Stay undressed  

I ain't synonym to a controller 
I ain't pressed
nga'jiva no death, she sexy 
I'mma have to call again


Ain't no tsotsi
But Tembisa DNA you get?
3star in the pocket 
It ain't certified but sure to put a bhari
To his rest 

Nah I ain't the best 
But sure to treat a rapper 
Like his Dantè 
Take him well into his hell 
Do you get ?



Chorus :
Nah ntwana yam 
Don't let it go 
Don't you see they fumble bag 
Like baddies 
Don't let it go 

Don't you talk to me 
Unless you steady 
Just let it go... (x2) 

Verse: 
Pen on paper grade 5 
Never thought me, Eezy 
Would meet someone like that Dray guy 

He done showed the distance 
Between artistry and faking it 
And damn these jokers killing  it
and All I do is laugh cause rapping 
All I'm kinda giving and... 

We push for rand within these words 
but we ain't seeing shit 
Make me wanna crash out 
Rob a nigga just to feel legit. 


Never thought 
Eezy would grow making beats 
That schizo sick
Make you see a different side 

To who you thought you was you get?




Rhymes at Sunset.( Prod docent)

Art in progress.



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