Black Xmas

[Verse 1]
As far as rap goes, I'm the best in the country
You can call me king of the south kinda like Bun B
As fast as Cap City streets go, son I run these
I rap so dope, my fan base is junkees
Straight to the point so what you speak don't scare us
Big talk with no result, you Steve Khompela
We street smart, there's nothing the streets don't tell us
And we don't believe everythign our heroes tell us
Pitori is my city, I sit in the hot seat
I don't write rhymes, I open my mouth and God speaks
Niggas are two-faced but it don't shock me
Couple'a bird-brain niggas tryna be cocky
I walk in and you girl saying Introduce Us
Her and her sister are begging for a group hug
Word to mother, we all in it when we do stuff
Every verse that I spit is reminiscent of 2Pac

[Verse 2]
They told me hold your tongue, what the fuck for
Speak your mind, show alittle gumshin or gusto
Talk behind my back when you see me you chaf kop
Stand up, say it with your chest little fuckboy
I don't get mad, I pitty this nigga when I see him
I'm not gon knock a nigga dealing with his demons
Dudes are confused, man they mixing their feelings
They say Black Power then they say my mar Is European
Yeah we here to stay 'cause rap needs us
They try test me, save them Black Jesus
When it comes to skill you can't reach us
But their egos are bigger than Shag Diesel
Why these dudes stressed out, brother who knows
I'm at the crib I'm Pehero Melvin in the blue notes
Showing your girl the emperor's new clothes
Guess you gotta live with the path that you chose