Tuesday, 1 April 2014

The March Freestyle written by Reason produced by Instro


I am fresh off that  boeing, straight to the booth and i go in/ 
2 o' clock in the morning, i don't have to but i do it / 
voice gone from  my jazz fest and pop bottles performances/ 
left cape town with some corpses, now i need a body bag endorsement/

And damn my momma just saw it/ 
front row in that festival with her camera phone recording/ 
she heard em all when they lost it/ 
in the same state where apartheid incarcerated my father/ 
she had a proud smile as i shined bright like a shooting star dat she  spotted/ (drop it)

Reason the mass still starvin,  (Pardon)/ 
i don't believe in the hottest, (honest)!Dropping this heat is my job, 
so i just stay on the ball keep in dropping, (pause it)/

Im headeda get it, whatever the effort expected for me to Godly/
Bitch niggers get deaded and turned into skeletons that must come outta the closet/

Offended im sorry/ but your genitals probably shrink to my rhymes schemes/ 
some cats are just acting like kids, they really just needa get back in they car seat/ 
im humble in life, but soon as i write, i sound like choppin they foreskin/ 
you rappers is wrong, cause being a force don't actually mean you should force it/

Lets move it along cause there's more to this art than tripping to your shit/ 
like watchin da les and kienern sippin champagne right night to the ocean/ 
like back in the day, somehow the game lead em astray with nonsense/ 
and now they ok, they getting this cake like they got a bakery open/

The bigger the oven and bigger the doe gets/ 
but really truth is is useless if you never just live in the moment/ 
so... In all this hype im happy that i can run into jabba and talk of, 
the song we made and how it great to see a muffinz performance/

This life is all sorts of short so don't you ever spoil it/ 
my daddy spent his prime behind bars cause he was marching/ 
sparking em torches for all the torture they brought us/ 
so i guess it is obvious, why im burning all  of these charts/

Chorus: x 2
I am gaaaAHDbody/
Raised by a freedom fighter/
So i don't follow nobody/
But the man who gave his life up/
So i can be gaaaAHDbody!

Hook: x 2
So i can be gaaaAHDbody all day!
gaaaAHDbody all night!
GaaaAHDbody in flesh and bone im gaaaAHDbody ok o'right!

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