I don't wanna lie and say I'm feelin em , deep inside ma mind yeah I'll be killin em, but ain't no eminen menimen, crazy like I took some benefly, a niggers feeling high, rasta fari roll the jet and smoke these nikkas like a chimbin. I gut no reason to lie, I told these boys it's do or die it's been a while stacking bodies, like I'm Jason, hella nightmare like I'm Freddie, I'm the boogie man, final destination to these nikkas am a hooligan, Brought up from the dust I'm the image of mesaih , m the new schools principal, feeling like a leader call me moses I'm like God's favourite , I don't need to sneeze get my blessings but you niggers do. They full of drama they like house wife's where's the fun in that. Busy sounding like car's skkkk skkkk nah cuzz, sure bruhz I'm just tryina find out where the game is i don't see no ballers only faggots, with some tight jeans, wet niggers are gut some line's to hang em all .. . . . ..  They say they drippin like they water, but I flow better , they say they ballers in this game but I score better, I don't need no rolly call me shelock homes I'm that better, young Mankaveli new Mankaveli that's me, blessed by the blood of the OGS, real King's real kritz I paint the picture vividly and let them see it clearly, with brush strokes and line's make em focus on the focal point, the beauty of the hand as it moves on the canvas, with they eyes they see some wonders, with the beauty of the colours. Will all sister's and we brothers others never seems to utter words of wisdom to the young ones now they tripping for no reason they falling they busy using they cutting conners cash, ducking popos on the streets , we on some Street fight to survive, Kgale re so kola Rona re leka bophelo eish, bare tswalla kontle ntwana le modumo fela, Cz they scared niggers .. ... .. ..