Mwangi Gachago
Mwangi Gachago

Counter attack

Counter attack

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15 Sep 2022

comeback, ur trying to attack, look at the skills u lack. am up hill, am not trying to make a bill, I just want the world to see, me, let them be keen, no stress not even depressed, because u think u will opress, me ha ha, am always working hard, bring down the thund-, er like ur saying ugh, why he's doing it badly, like king Bradley, who is nothing compared to him. Wow nice try, how to tell a white lie, I was doing fine, until u came made things mild, for me, what a catastrophe. look beating me is like killing me, cause thats a murder philosophy. Maybe u suffer from jealousy, the cure is bow down to me, the king, the O.G, he is insane, not the same, as u say, his tried to do the best, pass the test, he wants to be witnessed, like he is Teza, a killer, a landmine filler, not familiar, well then. Count one to ten, how insane, cause I rap for the fame, not the money, sorry honey, what u expect, showing me rap tech, which I used for Pete's sake. Fuck the industry, I show chemistry, not ur shitty fantasies. I make it alone, don't need u to condone, it's home sweet home, like a bone in a hole, trying make my legacy, u making imaginary, shit that will collapse, like no greek pantheon, am not gonna had y'all, a secret to my, skills like, never hot interstellar, like ashes from stellar, cause that what I made, ain't no questions for the sane, just a land mark paid, hurt wouldn't it? Yes couldn't it, be the real deal, lyrics amma steal, to show which truth is real, an album, for the beautiful and handsome, not the hand-some, off to the creep, trying to sneak in me crib, cause today this album, will fuck them up, cause this shit will hurt, like I'll make a hunt, be the prey, or get down to pray, cause u haters, will face the predetor. Fake identity, trying to copy me, face facts, ur stuff is trash, like fuck up ur ass, look at my stash I throw the bash, u wonder how, could u be the clown, the whole town, LMAO, some scoff, my rap is hot, like the sandy beaches, better than u f-ed up bitches, keep my riches sike! See u getting stiches. I'll try be the one, to make u love, my beat, I'll be spitting heat, when its lit.

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comeback, ur trying to attack, look at the skills u lack. am up hill, am not trying to make a bill, I just want the world to see, me, let them be keen, no stress not even depressed, because u think u will opress, me ha ha, am always working hard, bring down the thund-, er like ur saying ugh, why he's doing it badly, like king Bradley, who is nothing compared to him. Wow nice try, how to tell a white lie, I was doing fine, until u came made things mild, for me, what a catastrophe. look beating me is like killing me, cause thats a murder philosophy. Maybe u suffer from jealousy, the cure is bow down to me, the king, the O.G, he is insane, not the same, as u say, his tried to do the best, pass the test, he wants to be witnessed, like he is Teza, a killer, a landmine filler, not familiar, well then. Count one to ten, how insane, cause I rap for the fame, not the money, sorry honey, what u expect, showing me rap tech, which I used for Pete's sake. Fuck the industry, I show chemistry, not ur shitty fantasies. I make it alone, don't need u to condone, it's home sweet home, like a bone in a hole, trying make my legacy, u making imaginary, shit that will collapse, like no greek pantheon, am not gonna had y'all, a secret to my, skills like, never hot interstellar, like ashes from stellar, cause that what I made, ain't no questions for the sane, just a land mark paid, hurt wouldn't it? Yes couldn't it, be the real deal, lyrics amma steal, to show which truth is real, an album, for the beautiful and handsome, not the hand-some, off to the creep, trying to sneak in me crib, cause today this album, will fuck them up, cause this shit will hurt, like I'll make a hunt, be the prey, or get down to pray, cause u haters, will face the predetor. Fake identity, trying to copy me, face facts, ur stuff is trash, like fuck up ur ass, look at my stash I throw the bash, u wonder how, could u be the clown, the whole town, LMAO, some scoff, my rap is hot, like the sandy beaches, better than u f-ed up bitches, keep my riches sike! See u getting stiches. I'll try be the one, to make u love, my beat, I'll be spitting heat, when its lit.

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