Missing Pages

[Verse 1: Blaklez]
(Ah yes)
Every rapper think he the saviour, the Jesus Christ of Hip Hop
Rapper's time's up so they clout chasin' on TikTok
Chase dreams, switch gears, do it without no pitstops
My niggas rock harder than Kid Rock and Slipknot (Okay)
I dream of the money (Mh-hm), and I dream of the health (What else?)
When you in the grave, nigga, what good is your wealth?
I got options, none of them is ever begging for help (Alright)
I'm self-made, no longer handle the business myself
Move it with the grace of Pam Griеr in the 70's
The ruggednеss of Nina Simone when she hit the melodies
Puff trees, I'm ever-green, pain is a distant memory
Attention span longer than addicts on Methamphetamine
Wagopola cherry ya Mdeva yimtshwara ko ntlung a two-timer?
Got into an argument, cherry wamhlaba ka screw driver
Call a Uber, pick up a diva after the screw, drive her
In the car she talkin' shit like "Wena nkare o suicidal"
Piece of advice, don't treat your Queen like a side chick
She clique with your advisor, that's who's givin' her the side dick
Alright kid, back down to earth, that's just how life gets
Used to be broke, we create moments that are priceless (Right)
I make magic outta moments they consider tragic
Words paint movin' pictures, every thought is cinematic
Eyes don't say much, the shades keep me enigmatic (Right)
Slightly interactive on Twitter watchin' the critics at it
Never panic, I live the life of a man of faith
Speakin' to God about demons I gotta pray away
I got a friend with a woman aratang chelete
She cheated and he treat her like Ike Turner did Anna Mae
I don't mess with 'em no more, this is where we are
No shame, cuttin' the waters off with a heavy heart
Bare ke kentse lenyora, ke kentse Demigod
I got skeletons tsaka sampona ke le soh

[Verse 2: Pdot O]
(Yii, uh)
I'm feelin' better than ever, this is my second comin'
We started makin' moves, established, gotta gotta stay above it
Principles and motivation locked in, what a great discussion
Faith is somethin' parrel to God, the one I keep inside me
We need to still remind 'em
Hide behind they money problems
Money is my affirmation daily, keep my mind above 'em
You niggas rush to hit the club and break the bank on bottles
Thirsty as fuck, double-tappin' on Instagram
She got you, spillin' money
Got these niggas pussified by models
Apply yourself, life is greater than what you got in mind dude
I used to sit beside you
Recite you lines in highschool
We used to run the game on bitches that was fly and bright too
Let me be spiteful, remember we was tight too
Now it's not the same, find a beat, listen then I write to
I try to, pray to God and focus on the right mood
Channellin' energy that I require to inspire you
This God's voice, listen close 'cause you ain't got a choice
Love is everything, put that on everything you livin' for
I'm speakin' for, the lil' kid who pray against the rotten wall
He hears his mom and pop fightin' behind them bedroom doors

[Outro: Nipsey Hussle]