"DIY" by Katlego Nelson Ditibane

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Preferred Band/Artist: AKA

Chorus:
I'm not Buster Rhymes
I'm KaT, am about get on with the times DIY
I bust, I blow, I bomb
Recognize
I flow, you sow and we all grow
Realize
I'm not Buster Rhymes
I'm KaT, am about get on with the times DIY
I don't carry guns or pepper sprays
In case a thug tries to rob me
My words murderise
I pump, I push, I proudly vandalise

The deal is not to beef, but keep peace laced with my swag
Don't hate if you don't get a tag
Am tired of gross grasses trying to clone my swag

Real is the key that unlocks your blocked mentality
Rise and stop feeding off your ag shame face of poverty
Reason is this piece, it will punch some sense of live in your twisted reality
Rhyme is word by the other to sound better
Apply my formula to transform yourself
You sound bitter, kill your insecurity

Chorus

Don't confuse me for a random writer
Let me brief you, I'm a poet, hear this sonnet
Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments
Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds, Shakespeare
Love inspires me, hear me out, open your ear
I learned from the greatest, I inherited the best, rise up and cheer
If you miss this out, you'll stay behind and out, fear

Mommy sweetest, go feed your kids
Daddy dearest go plough your fields
No more hunger, you borrow a lot, neighbours need you to stop
It's time you did your own, that's all it takes to get to the top
Plough your fields, you could make a fortune with your crop
Mommy sweetest, go feed your kids
Daddy dearest has  reaped fruits from his fields

Chorus

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