Mbinga Lyrics

Ain't nobody rap like me

Ain't nobody talk like me

Ain't nobody drop like me

Ain't nobody make a beat maker make a bop like me

Wait

Let's talk about isms this shit is really ridiculous

I see bars like you prisoners but the light is in prisms

See I know radio a syndicate and I think it's indicative

Of a people of people who never saw what this evil is

Look

I just wanna talk my shit

Probably say some shit like your faves ain't shit

Do a couple laps round they tracks no pits

Have you thinking damn Indigo too lit

But what's with all the violence dawg

Coz you niggers don't listen when I'm preaching peace

Which Zim rapper ever signed a lease?

Who got keys like fur Elise?

I know where the problems stem

Royalties a scam they going steal again

Rappers mad at me I ain't at them

I know your shit just popped coz of binnis men

No

Show us the business then

I'm Tryna pitch Zim Hip Hop on dragons den

I know there's kids in the hood who won't dream again

Coz the industry made half the kids doubt their pen

And I don't want to fuel all their doubt

I don't want to see these youngins tryna eat from clout

Got kids who sixteen tryna figure me out

Like how the fuck you sound this good but live in your mama house

How you claim you top five when your ass don't even drive

How you say you move with God when you can't afford the tithe

Hmmmm

That's tragic but

I'm bout to get this bread like 'em catholics