2017 MUST CYPHER

Verse 4 (UniQ Mic)
Funky beat, the blunts is lit
Kinda like a party when I walk in it
I May Date April with a March letter
Finna get head twice
Coz 2 are better
Your whole album full of stunt bodies
We the daredevils, y'all niggas can't even mark us
Telling from the studies
Apparently I Man U
Like a Guide
Blueprint to the Venue
OMG, you exactly the Then You
How sad
I'ma blow like the big bad wolf
The tooth fairy got rich off my wisdom tooth
I almost didn't record, I got high with Grae
But I realized I had to raise the bar like a bid on an auction day
So I snapped to reality, realized am still not famous
Like what tha fuck, that shit outrageous
I should be noticed coz am menace like Denis check the consensus
When I rap niggas get very religious
Coz my lyrics are like the prophetic scripts of a prophet of doom
Been the kid that likes being locked alone in the room
Contemplate, meditate, innovate, then dictate
See only great minds can relate
This the typa lyric that would make the Mayans debate
So nigga, why would you hate?

Verse 5 (Au-B)
This is where it's at
Eradicatin fakin cats
History in making be patient soon they'll will glorify
Am modified and more defined a new design i will never decline
Win or lose king or a pawn choose your fate you better decide
It took me time to realise the
The formula is self derived
You rap for fashion i rap for passion
The difference is very large
In the middle of the power circle ain't no question ‘bout who's in charge
Mama raised a genius like Phenius
The government is killin us
Politicians stealing money selfishly we sit and watch
Cashgate scandals daily on the news its serious
How we gone rise to ceiling am just thinkin out loud
Concrete clocks on the wall we done seen the hardest times
The elephant in the room
I Play the game with no rules
You played the game with an excuse
That says so much about you
Your cowardice you're powerless like i just burnt your fuse
Or your batteries ain't got no juice am just presenting my views
Y'all know this rap apart of me Prolly why am the prodigy
Rose from dirt a product of the ghetto philosophy
Painting the kinda pictures you never see in your gallery
An anomaly
Two brains inside my head check the anatomy
Am packing the hardest bars
Aligned with the brightest stars body painted with the battle scars on the hustle for muscle cars feel the hunger inside my heart all the way down to my stomach
Food for thought that you can't stomach
Stop me now or hate me later
I just keep on getting better
On my back i feel the pressure
I ain't doing no favours
Been broke for days
Saved so much money felt like i don't need no savior
I ain't changing my behaviour
Staying true to myself and real like that
AU-B

Part 2
Verse 1 (Gil)
Am feeling like a dead man who has been resurrected
From a 6ft deep and my body been ascended
Like a valley of dry bones air has been infiltrated
I can feel my heart beating been brought back to life am trynna
Erase my memory install a new life on my hard drive
Starting a fresh to the new me receive a hie five
Am like a patient in hospital I need a doctor
Give me some optical(s) rewrite my life I need an author
Success has been the target and hard work is just a passage
Winning the race has been the dream that's why I got my courage
Eyes to the future on my back carrying my luggage
Rest in peace the old me buried in a casket
Changing the past to the future, history to victory
Theory to practical(s) impossible to possible
From a standard movement we migrating to classical
Coming a long way… From the poles to the tropicals
And I ain't stopping here though… ama keep on chasing what's mine
Never looking left and right eyes to the front
Keep on pressing on pressing hard until I get the crown
Keep on searching and searching until the lost is found
And when I get it am gonna grab it yes holding it tight
Till my soul find rest in the light of the son
So… chisogolo tipita mpaka tikafika zokomedwetsa tisiya mitima tilimba

Verse 3 (PLM9)
I am like hip hop's grandson
Except with no handgun
Got my kicks and snares ready
Been a long time so I been ready
Fall like confetti
Or take it all at once like a shot of the henie
Unorthodox my ways in a crazy maze
Minutes in my shoes would leave you crippled with a life long in a daze
Am with goons you can't phase
On to the next like page
Styles are all the range
They say he is deranged and demented
But really he neglected
So he steady out here chasing
Forget low key
He on a date with lady luck
Taking shots you can't duck
These flows you can't muck
Light it up like a spark
Most rappers in the dark
Still repping the black
This tha come up
We gonna hit ya from the back