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Loose Talk (MI Response)
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Vader the Wildcard
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Purge your soul, I know you ain't tryna be hypocritical Cos you a big player in a game you tryna ridicule I heard the song, and I know deep down it's all a strategy Cos saying SA is better than us is such a tragedy You shot yourself in the foot You better be Superman and switch your style up in the booth Cos you said it yourself so I ain't tryna be harsh That you scrapped a whole album Cos they told you it was trash Dem boys said it was trash So if you can't keep up, put the young ones on Or you get buried in the flow, this ain't the twilight zone And now you come around complaining that rappers are singing too much When Iceprince, Pryse and Dice did so on your watch These are facts OG See anybody gon' get it I'm taking you to the sacrament, better ready your penance Who said singing is a crime, do it if you can Reminisce sang Ponmile and that sh*t is a jam So if you got problems with singing rappers, look inwards Cos y'all started that sh*t and forgot how to drop bars Too many dope rappers, maybe you chose not to listen We need the support of our OGs but no, they're dissing us Labels f**king everything up, including yours Stifling creativity, but you have the balls To say we're inferior to S.A But get p*ssed when Osagie asked "who the f**k is C-Kay?" All I see is a Kanye-complex, and I ain't Kim K Beginning to see too much paranoia these days But I ain't tryna breed hate, see I know you're the elephant, in the room But how many rappers you put on are still relevant Save for Jesse Jaggz but he had to quit twice Quite an Odyssey, he literally had to quit twice So it ain't about the message, it's about the messenger I'm not in the driver's seat, I'm not even a pa**enger I ride solo, I never hop on the bandwagon First they doubt you, then later on you see the hands clapping Then you start receiving co-sign like you in Maths cla**es Then you silence everybody, no sounds, Charles Chaplin The truth is, I'm too sick, my brain is quarantined I speak volumes, elephantine, giant gargantuan I can't be defined by everyday vocabulary Ladies' man, my bed has seen more drips than President Buhari Go figure, I'm just saying, the boy sicker Spreading more good news than church speakers Balls big enough to steal drugs from officers You only got prostate cancer if your balls bigger I'm here reiterating it, anybody gon' get it Sweet bars, these other rappers be sour like Guinea Bissau Yeah I make corny lines sound amazing You want beef, but look away when cows are grazing Cos if Ca**per say he the best, and Nasty say he the next And Sarkodie got an S on his chest and Jaggz the greatest And the god MC is Manifest And somehow y'all think that I can't set a higher standard You lie I'll kill'em all and still have shots for bystanders.. Amen! Hey yo... yo Vader You think these n***as ready? Nah nah, these industry n***as? They not ready for it man Don't start a war you're not ready for Sun Tzu WTS, it's about time Things about to change man Y'all should be afraid We Talk Sound, WTS! Mehn f**k these n***as mehn Mehn f**k it, I'm out!
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