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Respect to every legendary pen that came before me The story never changed, we're still around to get the glory Beat the beat, to bic the beast the best is mendatory Sweet for quite a while, but I think that it's time to make it gory A change is going to come I'm cooking Sam's allegory The city's been needing a saviour in this category Hip hop tripped and got trapped in a territory where some beats are dope, but all missing dope oratory Ain't it interesting how most of these are quick to bore me Lacking barz like it's a muslim telling me a story Claiming being the best is not the same as being awarded From seeing the crazy work, I know, the employee's retarded I am him, mad designer like the panda thing Blacking out on white pages Panda colour thing Rap attack a mic and make a Rapper want to sing That's the level of the work I always try to bring Pushing boundaries staying in my lane, the irony in Standing firm within my movement, that's my everything Standing firm within my movement, that's my everything Yo here to lift the spirit like I heard it's portable You feel the hands of change reach you in my audible No longer here to tell you which verses are horrible But, here to do my thing and leave you with a quotable So you ain't got to venture far to get a notable What? Verses I pen with a passion so remarkable That Gibson had to find a title better suitable For, in comparison I have no bloody equal See it's just me myself and I and ain't no sequel No, being dope is not a trend but our ritual And it don't stop until the day we meet our funeral So let it roll Let it roll Let it roll Let it roll Let it roll Let it roll Respect Respect Respect the pen pal Barz Skill Respect Respect for the pen pal Yo, I love to rap and I don't ever want to end my verses But iyahlola into engapheli that can't be my purpose Ndithunyiwe so just let me stick to being of service To do the do and let do what it do when it surface I ain't preaching, though it's words, that's what they do in churches I exemplify by bringing all the weak the curses And bigging up the dope by practicing the skill of offense To put respect on hip hop That's how we cure the nonsense Respect the pen pal Barz We do this Because we love it
Writer(s): Mzukisi Siyabonga Ntantiso Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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