Def Eff - What Should He Do

I'm Pimp C to UGK
I'm The Music
A babarian beating banging bars everyday
A star from around the way
J Prince and Getto Boyz to the south
And Uncle Luke to Miami hey
They'll look back and then they'll say
We were sleeping on a lyrical sensei
And shit what a sin to say
Slew what i set to slay
Every single beat I made for you to play
Free aint no need to pay
Been working for Mahala
I'm a slave to the rhythm I can't get away
I didn't try anyway
Being a captive to the beat
Kept active me the spirit that has led me to create and prey
On instrumentals where open up my soul and leave it there to lay
I Don't even really know why I asked
I don't think you know the answer Sway

I've done all the gigs
Even the ones that paid us niks
Showed my I'll-Skillz while I was with Uno and Flexx
I done rapped with the best of them
I mean people like Jits
Kanyi Mavi
Soul Pros
And all the other kids
True players
The highly rated on their S Kills
Goats who never gloat
But don't know what an L is
I'm talking masters with the honours of killing at these degrees
Earned through blood sweat and tears
For way too many years
And still building
I've been around OG's in the game
Evesdrop
Top
Fungus en KnoffelBruin
I mean Camo
Korianda
Crosby
All know my name
And it would be a shame if you can't see that we are all the same
Now for some it might seem that this is way too much to claim
But I guarantee you that we're always on the same aim
It's like a big bad nasty occasion
Like an Orgy at the Police station
Yeah the law is getting laid down


I've let the lyric levitate the latent love within the livin'
Suppressed by all the disappointments that we see and be in
Qina was the quest to quell the sufferin' we' sin in
Forgetting selflove because we're battered bruised and bitten
Smitten with semantics I sought a slit I could fit in
To serve and satisfy the citizens with all the written
Texts about the truth, love, dreams and never quittin'
Family, form , fun, foes, friends and healin'
I've dedicated a decade to dishing diction
Wait I even think it's more time, it's an addiction
With Definite Efficiency in each inscription
Hell, even the name is no superlative or fiction
It's discreption meant as a proclamation of my conviction and my mission in this position

I don't even really know why I asked, 'cause I'm living my decision

Written by:
Mzukisi Ntantiso

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