New King by T-Sound Lyrics
[Hook: Kae Malangeni]
I be feeling like a king
Do it Better than I did
Pavarotti with the keys
Owh God I'm a king better get down on your knees
[Verse 1: T-Sound]
I come through em exits, I don't do em entryways
And murder everybody, I guess that's a bounty raise
They claiming Kingships , I pop up, now they finna abdicate
T-Sound in this bitch, all you rappers need to evacuate
T-Sound kinda nigga who'd turn a hater into an advocate
T-Sound kinda nigga who just commands, he don't conversate
T-Sound kinda nigga who'd sip that purple just to meditate
I'm already at the top, so all you rappers need to elevate
Nigga I'm violent, give no fucks about a etiquette
I make your girl cum first and don't ejaculate
I know the future like Bra Jesus, I don't estimate
I'm my own kind, motherfucker I ain't replicated
Everything is getting faster like I'm masturbating
You always cooking in the studio, I take my time I'm baking
Ow my Grandma made it, yeah a God she has raised it
Ama rule shit living all nigga exasperated
Came in the game, rappers altered egos
Came in the game, they started losing kilos
Came in the game and it gave birth to a lion
Nigga I'm highly favoured, so your favors I don't need those
Just because I fuck your Sis, that don't mean that we're Bros
Damn I need a real woman, I'm tired of these bimbos
Coz they are just good at looking pretty and rocking stilettos
Had a dream about my Grandma and she told me I need to focus
Coz they'be jumping from one man to another like they locusts
Ama break your sister's heart, but still your Mama like my conduct
Shit, nobody can touch me I got spikes like a crocodile
Nobody can touch me yeah I prick like a cactus
Nobody can touch me I got quills like a porcupine, my body is on fire like a dragons puke's all over me
I make the rules and Africa is monarchy
Will forever be honest, that's the best policy
You knocking on Heavens door, T-Sound got the Holy Key
Dressed in all black with my yellow teeth, looking like a killer Bee
When I go to war I be stronger psychologically
And when I get to war I won't stop fighting till they bury me
Bury who? Bury me? You Hoes can't get rid of me
I be in a Diamond Tank, watch you tranna breakthrough it
I'm heavenly, God's prodigal son, yep they found me and took me back to my father so nigga now I am a God to be
[Hook: Kae Malangeni]
I be feeling like a king
Do it Better than I did
Pavarotti with the keys
Owh God I'm a king better get down on your knees
[Verse 2: T-Sound]
When Granddaddy died it was painful
My Grandmama died in front of me, that was frightful
I don't like my Pops, wish I could hit him with a rifle
Yeah nigga, your son is doing better without you
You can live your life the way you want to, nigga I'm cool
I'm chasing that PhD, tranna fix your fumbles
But you're not the enemy, so I shouldn't worry about you
My life is a mess, but I'm gonna fix it with my life tools
I gonna be the best, be the best at everything I do
I will be signing cheques, counting stacks like others do
I will be sleeping less and working more,like em others do
You gonna everybody shout 'T-Sound I love you'
And I be in the stage spitting hot shit like I'm Michael
Been sleeping on this rap, it's bout time I took my title
Time to avoid anything that could make me stumble
I'm your new King so all you rappers need to Bow
T-Sound is a lion, all you rappers is em cows
You rappers ain't got balls,nah, that is why your shit don't even bounce
I be feeling like a king
Do it Better than I did
Pavarotti with the keys
Owh God I'm a king better get down on your knees
[Verse 1: T-Sound]
I come through em exits, I don't do em entryways
And murder everybody, I guess that's a bounty raise
They claiming Kingships , I pop up, now they finna abdicate
T-Sound in this bitch, all you rappers need to evacuate
T-Sound kinda nigga who'd turn a hater into an advocate
T-Sound kinda nigga who just commands, he don't conversate
T-Sound kinda nigga who'd sip that purple just to meditate
I'm already at the top, so all you rappers need to elevate
Nigga I'm violent, give no fucks about a etiquette
I make your girl cum first and don't ejaculate
I know the future like Bra Jesus, I don't estimate
I'm my own kind, motherfucker I ain't replicated
Everything is getting faster like I'm masturbating
You always cooking in the studio, I take my time I'm baking
Ow my Grandma made it, yeah a God she has raised it
Ama rule shit living all nigga exasperated
Came in the game, rappers altered egos
Came in the game, they started losing kilos
Came in the game and it gave birth to a lion
Nigga I'm highly favoured, so your favors I don't need those
Just because I fuck your Sis, that don't mean that we're Bros
Damn I need a real woman, I'm tired of these bimbos
Coz they are just good at looking pretty and rocking stilettos
Had a dream about my Grandma and she told me I need to focus
Coz they'be jumping from one man to another like they locusts
Ama break your sister's heart, but still your Mama like my conduct
Shit, nobody can touch me I got spikes like a crocodile
Nobody can touch me yeah I prick like a cactus
Nobody can touch me I got quills like a porcupine, my body is on fire like a dragons puke's all over me
I make the rules and Africa is monarchy
Will forever be honest, that's the best policy
You knocking on Heavens door, T-Sound got the Holy Key
Dressed in all black with my yellow teeth, looking like a killer Bee
When I go to war I be stronger psychologically
And when I get to war I won't stop fighting till they bury me
Bury who? Bury me? You Hoes can't get rid of me
I be in a Diamond Tank, watch you tranna breakthrough it
I'm heavenly, God's prodigal son, yep they found me and took me back to my father so nigga now I am a God to be
[Hook: Kae Malangeni]
I be feeling like a king
Do it Better than I did
Pavarotti with the keys
Owh God I'm a king better get down on your knees
[Verse 2: T-Sound]
When Granddaddy died it was painful
My Grandmama died in front of me, that was frightful
I don't like my Pops, wish I could hit him with a rifle
Yeah nigga, your son is doing better without you
You can live your life the way you want to, nigga I'm cool
I'm chasing that PhD, tranna fix your fumbles
But you're not the enemy, so I shouldn't worry about you
My life is a mess, but I'm gonna fix it with my life tools
I gonna be the best, be the best at everything I do
I will be signing cheques, counting stacks like others do
I will be sleeping less and working more,like em others do
You gonna everybody shout 'T-Sound I love you'
And I be in the stage spitting hot shit like I'm Michael
Been sleeping on this rap, it's bout time I took my title
Time to avoid anything that could make me stumble
I'm your new King so all you rappers need to Bow
T-Sound is a lion, all you rappers is em cows
You rappers ain't got balls,nah, that is why your shit don't even bounce