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Swank going back like cornrows in the nineties, I keep it classic
Phone niggas look like plastic, rhymes stretching harder than gymnastic or elastic ooh shit fantastic. (MoPhunk switch it up)
Of course it's nothing new, Young black man oozing rhymes out his ass so I guess I'm shitting on you niggas, and we don't give a fuck about the cop killers, because this are the same cops that kill us.
Bruh what the fuck you're looking at, my bad I forgot I'm looking madly swanked up. I'm looking so great I got everybody spectating
I ain't that spectacular I ain't complaining
Lyrical trigger, the Gap Tooth Spitter, MoPhunk the go getter
You know I'm chasing cheddar, no matter the weather
Occupation dope MC, hydrate you with the flow because you're looking thirsty
I want go back back, To When Things Were Simple (x3)
Where I never needed money just to get a fine honey
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Water [Prod. by Rebirth]
02:53
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Some say I'm a veteran to this, so I guess you're a rug rat
Watch and learn and pull your filthy pampers
Witness me paint on this canvas
While I'm rocking All Star Converse, got verses that make you tap into other universes, so it makes it ridiculous to verse this.
I am unimpressed by most of these cats claiming that they're dope but it's clear to see there's no hope.
I'm not happy when I kill weak rappers only slighty satisfied when I destroy what matters but the real matter is,
Leaving the world better than what I found it
Mental clouded by the marijuana smoke, you wanna take a toke
Beware don't choke on this audio dope
I got all the people addicted to this
So inject yourself and give your life a goodbye kiss
Chorus: Funky Mo with the lyrical Soweto's original, spit this shit like it's a mother fucking miracle, nigga who you trying to fool, rapping on stage while I'm grabbing both my genitals (x2)
Verse 2: Yo man what you know about cassette tapes, watching Kung FU flicks, flying Bruce Lee kicks
I used to rewind my musical tapes with an HB pencil, living a simpler life
I'm relaxing better than black hair with greasy chemicals
Got too much class for a drop out, but that's what made me stand out
When I stand on stage you wanna turn to the the next page but I'm not done yet. I live the life of performing in front of crowds, microphones, mixers and drum kits at the studio, a creative hustle that's been the struggle, I'm just a piece to the puzzle
Chorus: Funky Mo with the lyrical Soweto's original, spit this shit like it's a mother fucking miracle, nigga who you trying to fool, rapping on stage while I'm grabbing both my genitals (x2)
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Hah
Yo D Ville ya'll better stand up for this one
Chorus: Yeah girl it's summer time, you know what it is hit me up it's going down. Fly women in bikinis, She blowing me, while I'm blowing trees.
Yeah dog it's summer time, let's shine in the summer because we grinded all winter, yeah you know I'm a winner chasing all this money trying to get my pockets bigger
Verse: Yeah bruh it's summer time, trying to hit a lick boy you know I'm on the grind (grinding) great music, dank as fuck good drinks good company that's why your girl trying to come for me.
We're having a cookout, police trying to bother us we gotta look out
And I pour out liquor on the streets for my nigga Lucky and all the loved ones that got took away from me. I release that stress when I'm with your hunny, pour out the Henny, It's a the same big fat black rat that came back incase there's more money (Incase there's more money nigga)
I bet you hate it when your girl bumping my music then you see us in the streets all swanked up and you ain't part of the team. (uh uh)
We're some simple niggas chasing a dream
Because we're trying to live life on top of the cream
Waddup!
Chorus: Yeah girl it's summer time, you know what it is hit me up it's going down. Fly women in bikinis, She blowing me, while I'm blowing trees.
Yeah dog it's summer time, let's shine in the summer because we grinded all winter, yeah you know I'm a winner chasing all this money trying to get my pockets bigger (x2)
Ey man, get your ass paid, get your ass laid, fuck what these niggas say man. Stay fly, do your thing, be free and get your ass some money
Summer time
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Love Back
02:51
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Chorus: I don't know (x3) How will I ever get your loving back,
I don't know (x3) How will I ever get your loving back
said I don't know
Verse 1: How will I ever get your heart back, how will I show you love because my emotions lack, but I'm here, touching your soul through this soulful verse, I wish I could put time in reverse. Because I want to show you how much I love you. My soul feels stuck to yours like superglue and when I eject these lyrics the love still feels new.
I know you love me only because you showed me, As I sit here reminiscing blowing on a tree.
I hope the dude you're with knows he got an African queen. When I spoke to you my lyric was so clean. You know girl I only get dirty underneath the sheets.
I got your back girl and I ain't fronting. This time woman shit I ain't running. Because I want to heal my emotional damage.
With this love thing I'm far from average.
A hot artist but somehow still manage to be cooler than your beverage ..what
Chorus: I don't know (x3) How will I ever get your loving back,
I don't know (x3) How will I ever get your loving back
said I don't know
Verse 2: This is a hack, how will I ever get your loving back.
Listen to me tripping because I still know you love me.
I used to brighten your day like the sunshine
But I'm still hurting because your heart is not mine
I was the sole to your shoes, you was the soil to my roots.
Your love is life changing, I ain't complaining because my heart is still aching.
The love that I have for you, is the love that a crack head has for crack.
And just like that I'm addicted to you.
I'm itching for another dose or a fix for your love and care
Your fine body make horny cats stare
The kind of love you gave me was rare.. so yeah
Chorus: I don't know (x3) How will I ever get your loving back,
I don't know (x3) How will I ever get your loving back
said I don't know
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get down baby.. get down for a nigga
get down baby.. get down for a kaffir
get down baby.. get down for a nigga
get down baby.. baby
Because ain't no body do you like I do
you better.. get down baby.. get down
Because ain't nobody treat you like I do
You better.. get down baby.. get down for a nigga
get down baby.. get down for a kaffir
get down baby (x3)..
get down baby get down for a nigga
get down baby baby(x3)
get down baby get down for a nigga
get down baby baby(x3)
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What's the word y'all
Ey yo Rebirth man why you got me spitting knowledge on these these niggas like a tree man.. you got me doing some other shit .. word up
Verse 1: I'm a deeply rooted tree, so I don't need to worry about strong winds but I've seen a lot of them flying viciously with the air and most times it's the ones with the prettiest flowers.
Truth is I bear the great fruit, cats don't understand that there's water underground, you'd be surprised of the the things that I found.
I hate it when they call me deep only because they are living shallow.
Never looked at the game like it's dying, but I'm bringing it back to life.
Move back let perform CPR because like I said it's not dead yet, the tree that gives life to others.
And when the apple falls you bet it won't fall far from the tree, now you are looking at me like I'm the saviour huh, bruh please I'm just doing what we're supposed to do. I gotta be careful they don't chop me down with a chainsaw, that's why I move underground so nobody can say that they saw.
The Gap Tooth Spitter still repping Kat Killer, you can check by the print of the paw
Chorus: I came back just to bring back what's real, a little something the people are going to feel, like grand mothers Sunday cooked meal, this way your problems are going to heal (x2)
Verse 1: I was smoking on a tree, chilling under a plum tree, taking a chew off of that knowledge of fruit. Let nature elevate me, you can say it's science, but to trip off this you gotta switch off the appliance, I'm natures alliance. How this younin oozing all this wisdom like a tree. I'm just trying break free but the ways of the system ain't letting me be.
"Puff and pass" like we miss you Brown Dash
I'm feeling to mix my weed with this hash, reading from a peer that comes from a tree. They kill trees just to make these books but it's cool because the tree is still spreading the knowledge.
The dead tree that speaks truth to world so young minds can grow, I got niggas scared they're looking at me like I'm a scarecrow, It's ironic because I;m here to protect these crops, so they can never be chased by these crooked cops, reaching out to the lost souls at Spar Tops.. they're trying to drink the pain away, but anyway I got something real to say. To get touched from the soul you got to press play.
Bridge: I'm bringing you that real.. something you're going to fell.. because I'm bring the real!
Chorus: I came back just to bring back what's real, a little something the people are going to feel, like grand mothers Sunday cooked meal, this way your problems are going to heal (x2)
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Chorus: Blunt smoke in the air, Cups in the air, Move your body like you don't care, oh yeah. We're getting high tonight. Party until the near future looks bright.
Cups in the air, blunts in the air, move your body like you don't care, oh yeah, we're getting down tonight, party until the near future looks bright
Verse 1: My entrance at the party, sipping on Bacardi, getting naughty with your shorty after the after-party.
But for now your girl checking out my wrist game, Japanese made mechanics, A dime on my waist line and her dude panics
She wanna drunk hump me because she saw me on stage
The crowd was insane, No need to get high to guarantee you'll be getting down at the MoPhunk show
You know how it go, smoking killer dro, it ain't just the lyric check out the flow. My Swank on God level, bring me shovel I got a couple rappers buried, but fuck the dumb shit, we're here to party yo
So blunts in the air, cups in the air, I made your girl stare, because I'm (WOO in background) Like Pic Flair
Chorus: Blunt smoke in the air, Cups in the air, Move your body like you don't care, oh yeah. We're getting high tonight. Party until the near future looks bright.
Cups in the air, blunts in the air, move your body like you don't care, oh yeah, we're getting down tonight, party until the near future looks bright
Verse 2: I got a brand new chick on some fresh new kicks oh yeah
Johnny Blue on the rocks coming in pairs the siamese
This be the night I couldn't miss we're killing this, champagne popping a nigga spilling this. Celebrating how we got from the base to the apex, the pinnacle. Sitting on top like bottle caps, it ain't no thing come on boo do your thing. Your cup needed a refill Twenty Two (22) got it sorted I'm loaded. More rhymes you see that can be afforded.
MoPhunk and Twenty Two (22) show murdered the spot.
And that's official, Ya'll rappers are superficial.
I'm super fly now, attitude be stanking right now
And right now we're running this joint it's going down with flavours in different shades, got you haters bouncing off course like ricochets, future looking bright I think we're going to need some shades
Chorus: Blunt smoke in the air, Cups in the air, Move your body like you don't care, oh yeah. We're getting high tonight. Party until the near future looks bright.
Cups in the air, blunts in the air, move your body like you don't care, oh yeah, we're getting down tonight, party until the near future looks bright
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Rhymes so incredible, Rappers bite my craft and now its all edible, Shit is tasty huh, The lyrical chef that speaks seven different languages you other dudes are amateurs, My Art is pure air, Fans watch and stare, Breathe in breathe out it keeps you alive, When your soul is dried up I can make it revive, Man I keep it buzzing like a bee hive, You cut off my wings but I'm growing them back, The truth is not lost it is just hidden, At what cost to Art work I'm smitten, Man this shit is my life it animates me, Very spiritual and at the same time lyrical, Get tuned into this miracle, God to the Universe the stars, moon and planets below my feet, I grow what I eat, Getting a step closer to making my people complete, Not to compete, I run on a track so my rhymes are kind of fit and yours are counterfeit. Yo Yo we don't wanna hear the weak shit nigga speak up!
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AYY! [Prod. by MoPhunk]
03:25
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it's Rebirth .. MoPhunk
Verse 1: My rhyme scheme makes me move in gravity, lyrical sweet you are bound to catch a cavity. Pump the bread up like toaster.
I need more money I need more cheddar, what you need is MoPhunk.
So lend me your ears, chest pain poetry that makes yous head tears, man I have been doing this for years.
Mastered my craft, currently on the grind to perfect it, there is levels to this shit. I pierce your heart with these lyrics from the soul.
Cats cant's fuck with Phunk man I'm way to authentic, That's when they lifted the curtain up just to witness another young black cultured male.
Chris Hani with the lyrical sprinkle that Biko
I don't believe Europeans look out for my people, spit you drool, fixed Hip-Hop with no tool. I'm not a brand man I'm a fucking human a jewel.. what.
Chrorus: You never expected such from me.. come now. You never thought I could be.. come on now. You never thought I was dope lyrically.. come on now (x3)
Verse 2: I got kicked out of high school and I felt messed up but I never gave up I went back again. And four years later I dropped out of college I learned the hard way that school was not for meMan I'm not from Diepkloof but I got that dynamite damn right, kill a rapper got to feed my appetite. I don't need hand signs to represent where I'm From.. home to the legendary and the revolutionary so automatically the white man is afraid of me. I intimidate the industry. Lyrically I flow so dangerously.. scary. I carry more in my Karrimor back pack. My art is simple soulful.
I'm highly graded like fresh shipment at the harbour and I stay faded like the popular hair cut at the barber.. what
Chrorus: You never expected such from me.. come now. You never thought I could be.. come on now. You never thought I was dope lyrically.. come on now (x3)
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Welcome to the unknown.
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