AbTheActivist – Rampage (feat. I’me) lyrics

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LYRICS

(i.Me)

Hake rampage’a

Kea damage’a

Breaking news’’’

Wa frontPage’a

Yah nou o deal’a

Le yenngwe yana

Hella flows, hella dope nkare dealer enngwe yana

Entlek, I was muddy like soil and water

Now I’m bubbly like Soil and Water

Boi, in order to

Get to this level, you gotta get a shavel then dig deeper than sediba sa the devil then

Get a ladder that’s longer than the alphabet letters aligned in that order obo o di ghare

osa lebale le go lora

Because ah’never o fihle daar

Caught a body tsamo mo fihla daar

Fihla daar

Oh shit, I’m a Wordsmith

Now I WILL destroy these words boi

I’m  King to a whole Prince

…Rampage

(AbTheActivist)

Its game over place for you lame posers

The wave is taking over if you ain’t notice

The game ain’t been the same since I stuck my dick in

Reminiscing bout the days when we ain’t had a pot to piss in

Cruising through the city

Cruising through the city

Got my shooters with me

Got my shooters with me

Ain’t they ain’t afraid to catch a body

Foreign mami

Right beside me

She looking like she from Abudabhi

I done made so many hits you’d think I do karate

Smoking broccoli

Shit I toke is louder than a new Bughatti

(I.me)

Wait, what kinda art is that

I ain’t impressed with your artifact

I ain’t impressed with your art, in fact

This ain’t where your heart is at

I display a heart of crack

Being dope go mo pelong

I fantasize bout hella rhymes ke butse bamo dilong

Feeling like ke killa mic ke dutse mo stilong

Feeling like I’m filling in the gaps tsedi missang

It’s facts wena die maan

Get back ke demand

I ain’t the type to be in my emotions

Type, display emojis

(AbTheActivist)

Yeah

Working all the time never see me take a day off

Fuck a 9 to 5

I ain’t tryna work a day job

I aint tryna be another slave

So I’ma keep pushing the hustle till pays

Very special I’m built different

Coming out a place where niggas kill for a meal ticket

I sit and wonder and think about if I’ll make it out

Cause all my life all I wanted to do was make my mama proud

That was vision back in junior high

Now I’m tryna make a millie fo I’m 25

I’m on a mission

steady plotting like a politician

Reminiscing bout the days when we ain’t had a pot to piss in