Take It Eazy (Feat. Priddyboy PROUD) [Prod. KONGPAK]

Hokus Pokus (Lyrics)
(Written and performed by: Withus The King)
(Produced by: Demo)

[Verse]
Really ain't doing my best
honestly don't gotta try like the rest
lately been hitting too much gotta rest
call me once cool
call I decline, two more time's who's the fool?
life keep on moving really nothing new
got my own energy, ain't feeling blue
I don't know nothing, you talking 'bout who?
sip on this spirit got me feeling woo
don't mess with the beef rather mess with the boo, can't be a thief, rather die in the stu
you lazy as fuck if you die on a stool
I say to myself, I don't act like I'm cool
I open my mouth when my head feeling full
I'm feeling constricted I can't even duel
my iish never scripted don't need me no fuel
them phony ass nigga's really nothing cool

[Switch]
Guess I'm back on this shit like I'm Hendrix
I been quiet I broke my appendix
this shit simple can you comprehend this
one hell of a hitter gotta amend this
already broke it you cannot, mend this
I go hard when I want, can you feel this
might be young but I'm greater, just pill this
it's the truth better know what the real is
on a different level you cannot kill this
like a little snake I know you do hiss
got a bubu, that's too bad, want a kiss?
ion care nah you ain't my little sis

[Switch]
As far as I care you can drink your own piss
mama say different, I say I want this
don't need approval, don't care if they diss
I got real problems, can't focus on this
so I might go hokus pokus on this
when I do shoot ready know I won't miss
we all got issues there's always a twist
sometimes I feel low, I feel lost in the mist
think 'bout my world and the girl's I ain't kiss

Hokus Pokus [Prod. Demo]

Thapelo tsaka[Prod by. YBD Rocky]

Captain Morgan [Prod. Davidtamas]

Lord have mercy 
need a whole damn buttload of racks, i'm getting thirsty (racks) 
baby in my space, when i'm trippin she gon nurse me (yea) 
need to stop talking to shawty real quick, i'mma dip and that might hurt me
this damn Marijuana my bitch, it got me way more than you do 
she keep calling my phone like every time, i keep saying it, she a nuisance (yea) 
met her there, pay her a visit, then i dipped
met her there, pay her a visit, then i dipped
got a whole lotta stress in my system 
that's why i fill up with all these things in my system 
all these niggas keep talking too much, keep biting i'mma fuck your sisters 
when i get rich, i won't miss 'em 
i don't know, nigga (i don't know) 
this girl keep calling herself my bae, like she the one (oh no) 
"i want this, and that... i thought you loved me", bitch i'm having fun 
cut these niggas off, they not my ones, they play get fucken spun (grraah grraah) 
i'm not with that acting, this my canvas, and yes, i'm the 1
feel like the 1 
i feel like the 1
yea yea yea 
(it feels) 
it feels like 2012, when i felt your love (it feels) 
it feels like everything's that good, like shit had just begun (it feels) 
it feels like we in space, or in Nirvana, the way we're calm 
yea i love the way you love (yea yea yea) 
Lord, please have mercy (please) 
Lord, please have mercy (please) 
Lord, please have mercy 
(it feels like 2012, when i felt your love) 





2012 mercy (the one)

Everybody all on my shit
Melancholy all on my wrist
Don’t you ask me, I won’t lie
Burning baby all alone in the sky
My Youth... My Youth... how my feathers won’t grow back on my life
Baptised in the Moon all the same
Riding, riding like my mind’s okay

Pull back my license on you
Feel like my life’s overdue
Don’t dry your wounds with my leaves
Don’t die too soon my baby
My youth... my youth. .. how my silence so loud in the trees
Twennies in the back seat, I dare
Riding, riding like I have no days

Rolling all up in the backseat
(With the crew)
Pull up baby, don’t harass me (I ain’t you)
Died plenty in the past week (what it do)
Tears burning on my last wing (My Youth)

(I don’t even wanna die someday soon)
Drugs just to feel alive in my doom
Don’t cry baby you’re child to my moon
Don’t die baby, you’re alive for My...

Everybody all on my shit
Melancholy all on my wrist
Don’t you ask me, I won’t lie
Burning baby all alone in the sky

My Youth... My Youth... how my...

prod. burningforestboy

Hokus Pokus [Prod. Demo]

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