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RayKaz - Musandidherere lyrics

Artist: RayKaz

album: Miz Pack


Ahelele, mama
(Yeah-yeah-yeah yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
Ahelele, mama (ahelele)
Ahelele, mama
(Yeah-yeah-yeah yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
Ahelele, mama (ahelele)
Ahelele, mama
(Mmm, yeah-yeah-yeah yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
Ahelele, mama (ahelele)
(Uh) Ahelele, mama
Smash and I leave
This is my attitude
When I be talkin' to bitches or beats
I gotta eat
I'm in the kitchen, I'm cookin' up
Kurunga, kurunga ngoma
I'm feedin' the streets
Musandidherere, aheh
Musandidherere, aheh
Musandidherere, aheh
Musandidherere
My nephew and niece are growin'
I gotta do more so I show if you carry my name
Then you don't know defeat
Military - they stand at attention
And start to salute when I enter or leave
Musandidherere, aheh
Musandidherere, aheh
Musandidherere, aheh
Musandidherere (Paint a picture for 'em)
Musandidherere, aheh
Musanditerere, aheh
Hona makoso arikundi wainira - selele, aheh
Ndohwina seChelele, aheh
Iyo, siyelele - maihwe
Pandinofa, celebrate my days
Musambondichemere, no way
Musambondichemere
No singin' or rappin', I really go both ways
In Heaven, I'm singin' all God's praise
At present, I'm makin' y'all go crazy
Been through depression, those days hazy
Haters, they really just don't phase me
Shoutout to mama, damn well raised me
Now I get to it
I smash and I leave
This is my attitude
When I be talkin' to bitches or beats
I gotta eat
I'm in the kitchen, I'm cookin' up
Kurunga, kurunga ngoma
I'm feedin' the streets
Musandidherere, aheh
Musandidherere, aheh
Musandidherere, aheh
Musandidherere
My nephew and niece are growin'
I gotta do more so I show (Yeah-yeah-yeah yeah-yeah yeah-yeah)
If you carry my name
Then you don't know defeat
Military - they stand at attention (Yeah-yeah-yeah yeah-yeah yeah-yeah)
And start to salute when I enter or leave
Musandidherere, aheh
Musandidherere, aheh
Musandidherere, aheh (H'right)
Musandidherere
K-K-K-K-K-azzy comin' through
Don't g-g-g-get your lil panties in a b-b-bunch
All it take is a nigga to act a lil' Icey and Spicey
I'll turn him to a M-M-Munch
Matter fact, I'ma turn him to a fuckin' hunch
Ratatat! I'ma turn him to a fuckin' lunch deal
If he thinkin' everythin' gucci, gang?
I'ma show him how this lil' pump feel
23 showed me I'm the One still
Who's he? Kobe or the young Phil
Oowee, y'all done let me rap?
In a few I'ma ante up and get your Unc killed
When it pops, brother (Hoh!)
Grammar nicer than ya pop's mother (grandma!) (Hoh!)
Lack of patience get your doc cut up (Hoh!)
All that cappin' get your top covered
Gu-Gu-Gun him down with the drummer sounds
Hear the ch-ch-chopper sing in falsetto (GRRR!)
Nigga runnin' round with the Gunners round
Might've thought the zodies played for Arteta
I would die for it, I'm a martyr nearly
Painta told me you a sack of shit
All of y'all tryin' to wear the crown
But the data showin' me that jack'll fit
Everything I am, I owe to God
Jesus up front, that's the protocol
Holding parties like I been white
'Til I'm outer space, a nigga over Mars
My arsenal leave 'em teary
So in layman's terms don't get your soul involved
Sacrifice 'em to the afterlifers
When I black and white 'em, like I'm Dolezal
Ray, chill! Nah, king!
Pro-test tryin' to get some shine, king
Grotesque how I do the rhyme thing
No stress, die or get in line king
I'm the young Simba, I'm the gunslinger
Niggas run iller when my lungs fill up
Are you dumb? Look what I've become
Show 'em who the son, there is only one
It has just begun
PaintaKazzy got tracks in the vault (mhm)
No release and it's prolly my fault (mhm)
Two years in the makin', just there in the safe
Maybe I just don't want, maybe I just don't think they can handle it
Let's get this shit candlelit
Let's get this shit turnt 'til they pay for the damages (grandma!)
Let's raise up the bar, so we show 'em what standard is
Let's fuck up a clique 'til they bring out the bandages (grrr)
Ayo Kazzy, they talkin' real reckless
Oh, they want the smoke? They get turned into cannabis
Unosiyiwa nelabel, abandoned by managers
All that monkey business could lead to banana clips
My gang will attack, I got 21 savages
Let it rain, dear - it get colder than Santa crib
Let him change gear - it get frozer than Panda crib
Let it bang here - we all know where the Hammers is ('Til it thaw)
Only pain, she'll get bruise like Banner did
When I smash and I leave
She weren't supposed to develop no feelings
That wasn't agreed, don't blame it on me
They say you are what you eat
It make sense why you niggas is pussy so bon appetit
Musandidherere, aheh
Musandidherere, aheh
Musandidherere, aheh
Musandidherere
I got like three
Siblings bankin' on me to provide 'em with water and heat
The fuck do you mean?
I can't imagine a nigga don't know
That I'll put him to sleep, it couldn't be me
Musandidherere, aheh
Musandidherere, aheh
Musandidherere, aheheh
Ngavasandidherere, aheh
Ahelele, mama
(Yeah-yeah-yeah yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
Ahelele, mama (ahelele)
Ahelele, mama
(Yeah-yeah-yeah yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
Ahelele, mama (ahelele)
Ahelele, mama
(Mmm, yeah-yeah-yeah yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
Ahelele, mama (ahelele)
Ahelele, mama

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