Lost in Translations
[Intro]
Hear from the grape vine a lot of misconceptions about me
So I gotta redeem my self-esteem just know I don't mean this disrespectfully
[Verse 1]
Yo, check, Lost in translation if gossip is the cheapest talk
A lot of speculation, some rappers think I fell off
Gotta make sure my day ones got a clearer picture
But like JR, I ain't tryna keep my cicrle bigger
I gotta get it now, cause the culture still got colour
Dough I still gotta chow Khanyi Mbau, I'm blackin' out
Ain't much 'bout cars and drip, cause even with fame
Yall still the same slaves with chains and whips
Son of a gun, born and raised, momma told me to worry
Now I give 'em cold shoulders, like the Thuso Phala dance. At last, the wait is surpassed
Been workin' on my craft, all just for you So what to do?
Would you deny the true Rap descendant who learned from the greatest
Used their skills to enrich mine, I spark underground like flint mills
Till I'm dead as a doorknob, got my foot in the door
You're 'bout to see the Future, just when I take the Mask-Off
[Hook: Sample]
[Verse 2]
Started back in 016, still raw with the sound
Tryin' even up my numbers, I'd be odd to lose count
Ivy League, how I kick flows then Victory Lap
I run in my lane, Levels ahead, like AKA Family gone see better days, food for thought with cutleries
Trail a way for them to pave, bitten tongues and silver spoons, gotta do this for my nephews
Cause being black always so hard, so my respect to Scoop
There's no moja love in TV disturbing the youth in the hood
Believe it or not, it's easily forgot how we been through a lot, then we forgot who we are
No matter the stream, just be who you gotta be
This my time to speak, skinny nigga with dreams
No flex zone, just a Black Beatle on my Swae Lee
Always up Late Night, just ask my nigga Swizzy
Cause my palm-ah-jot these rhymes, while the rest actin' cheesy
[Hook: Sample]