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Ayanda King

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Yeah
Check it's like

Broke is a bad joke
But still I laugh though
And I ain't even goin'
Front I heard that line
From J.Cole
Juggling rhymes on a daily
Tryna revive Hope
Cz waking up to knowing that you broke is like a bad joke
I blow low in provision for the cops
Though
Cop my girl a hand bad from work
Money she already know
Never cease to amaze myself
With dreams of living like a caesar
Never seize fire
Spitfire
Till I get seizures

They prolly wonder who the hell is this
With punchlines so heavy big Zulu throw in the body bag
Holla back
I'm sure you told your squad that you goin' bring it back
But head or tales
I'll flip you any way
Quarterback
Penny for your thoughts
I'm the type to break a piggy bank
Food for your thoughts
I'm tired of living off them handouts
It's back to rapping
I'm the only to see the plan out
You turned your back
And throwing shade
I hope that makes you stand
But I ain't tripping me and my partner
Chopping trees down
I started rapping when they couldn't see me
John Cena
Now every time I spit
They out here saying that I'm senile
I bounced back
PAC, Hit 'em
Scratch a redial
Said what you know about rap
Since you claim you an OG now
Listened to your trax
Sounding like defeat now
Cz hittaz claim they family
Oh yeah we'll see about that
I drop facts and switch flows
Wonder how I ain't drown yet
And if the shoe fits
I tried to tell em that's a warm-up
Bank card flows
For how I'm snorting
Magazine flow
Probably leave your girl gassed  up and I ain't  even Gotta lie
It's Church street
Cape Town you know I'll put the City on
Until my name is grade out
You know I'll ride till the wheels come off greyhound

And don't forget that I'm the one you're hittaz slept on

I'm blowing smoke behind the mic
That's how I shake the weight off don't pity me

Cz patience is all it took and I dedicate my being to being the MC that's overbooked
because half of y'all be talking slick
Yeah I know how broke feel
Thoughts of selling my souls so
Somehow I could sow peace
I feel at inner peace when I peace
These words together
Peter piper with a pen and pad
Waiting on poetry evening
So let it be known that I don't rap for money and ishhhh
I speak in my mind then spit these lines
A trip

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