K.R.Y.T.I.C. - 07 Buzzin'

Its '07 all over again, baby. We just met. Allow me to reintroduce myself. Over the course of the next fifteen years I will proceed to prove ain't nobody got bars like me out here. Yeah, yeah. Yeah. We just flexing, Daddy! We just rapping bro!
If I kick a rhyme like this, they thinking I might miss
These little niggaz plotting they trying to disarm my ticks
I'm on a different level now I make Saddam-like hits
And all I gotta say is the third time's the charm, I guess.
How we made it out the bottom, if you asked I couldn't tell ya
Next to third word political paraphernalia
I'm yet to see a mouse that ran a ferris and fell here
And if you ain't as dope its now embarrassing, hell yeah!
My people stay eating and that's word to Novacane
When I was on my knees he said it wasn't over, man
Sending blessings to the sky for everything we overcame
Real recognise real, a soldier see a soldier, man.
We risk it all for some peace and some quiet
Cuz if you think my life is easy man I dare you to try it
I dare you to drop this verse in this political climate
Its funny how my fear of heights probably made me a pilot.
Made myself the guest of honour when I wasn't invited
Cuz if you kicked me out the building man I promised a riot
All I do is tell the truth, sometimes its hard to be quiet
Sometimes I hate my gift and wish I wasn't inspired.
But then I see these kids and I want them to fly
Put that folded fist at the end of your arm to the sky
Cuz we ain't leaving this party without our palm on the prize
If these niggaz wished me success why was they kind of surprised
When we made record of the year, that's right, read it and weep
And people rock with me, I gave them what they need to believe
You had the trap sold cuz niggaz really needed reprieve
Now women can't hold their smiles when they see me in streets.
'07 Buzzin!
'07 Buzzin!
And it's nothing.
Ticka!

Written by:
Victor Muligisa

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

Lyrics powered by Lyric Find