"Soul Rap" by Sibonelo Philliph Ngcamu

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Preferred Band/Artist: AKA

Eyo I'm spitting so spectacular
I come on beats escalator

Legend killer, dracular
I'm a veteran that's an amateur

Now ladies I be mackin' ya
Handies I be clappin' ya

Tapping her when the mackin' through
I open up the flow like taps lettin' fluid through

With my fat flow metabolism
Which is tighter than grappellin'

Dayne, I'm harder just to match with them

None, on the fashion sense
Kick it more like soccer's PES

Harder than an iron press
I'm harder than these others, sis

So you best understand this
I'm wrapping this like food for a picnic
So for all my homies singing

My spit costs more than two stennarz
So go home with your two tenners

And sorry to hurt your feelings
But I just wanna get the party started
The equivalence of Beyonce gettin' bodied
A Parlotones concert that's obviously crowded
I'm strong from the soya beans sprinkled on the eggs powered

Is what they call me
Even though I ain't got make up on
Garages say come again
I say I'll phone
Here for the ride, AKA
The Rap Prince is what I'm called
 

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