Something To Fuckin' Say by ByLwansta
Something To Fuckin' Say by ByLwansta

Something To Fuckin’ Say

ByLwansta * Track #7 On Your Absolutely Fuckin’ Right EP: The Remixes EP

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Something To Fuckin' Say by ByLwansta

Performed by
ByLwansta
Produced by
Beatmochini
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Something To Fuckin’ Say Lyrics

[Intro]
The South African Hip Hop industry doesn't give a shit about independent artists - everybody wants to be fucking cosigned; you have to be signed to a label for people to give a shit, that label has to do all these things for you. The label has to pull all the strings, the label has to fucking get all those favours done, all that shit. If you're independent nobody gives a shit; nobody gives a shit when you're independent. You're basically still on the come up you can be independent for fucking decades and you'll still be on the come up in peoples' eyes. Fuck that shit, fuck it!

[Verse 1: ByLwansta]
It's, Lwansta bitch you guessed it
Un-fucking contested
You thumb-sucking your next hit
I'm busy stuck on the best shit
Be glad you never tested
I make a ntwana rest quick
While drinking a glass of Nesquick
And finger fucking your next chick
You came to save the game well I came here to disrespect it, they never pass you the ball so I came here to intercept it
And never give it back, probably kick it over the wall
That's what you suckers get for not letting a brother ball
So motherfuck you all
I came in to watch you fall
I came in without a call
But most of all
I came in anti-protocol
But of overall?
I never came here to befriend you
So I don't give a fuck if the words I'm rapping offend you
Don't like me? You can pretend to
You might be one of the next to be
Finding me
Violently
Driving this knife in you very soon
And I'm not joking
As soon as my mouth's open
You hoping I'm soft spoken
Provoking
Not knowing that this lock's broken
I haven't signed to a label they asked me how come
Cause I'll fucking make it without one!
We all thought success would be the outcome
Till I lost mixtape of the year to album
And then I realized, this shit is not about the perfection it's Really bout who you know and all your fucking connections
So don't ever rely on people cause people will piss you off
Same people who put you on, can easily take you off
So put yourself on Lwansta, till it's hard to ignore us
Every time you get behind this mic make it hard to ignore us, these other rappers look at us like
"you niggas bore us" but I probably confuse your whole verse for a fucking chorus get out of here!

[Bridge: Clara-T]
When you came in the game
You had something to say
But they quickly tried to put you away
Forgot that you don't play
While everybody else was riding the wave
You had a plan, and a whole lot of faith

[Chorus: ByLwansta]
Now put your motherfucking hands in the sky
If there's people who doubt
And they're always busy running their mouth
My man, you know you better
Prove that shit!
Prove that shit!
Prove it!
Prove that shit!
Prove that shit!
Prove it!

Put your motherfucking hands in the sky
If there's people who doubt
And they're always busy running their mouth
My man, you know you better
Prove that shit!
Prove that shit!
Prove it!
Prove that shit!
Prove that shit!
Prove it!

[Verse 2: Clara-T]
Umm, yo!
Tell me what they know about Blacksheep
How you know about a hit but you don't about mad scripts?
What rap is, is some practice, given to the masses
Not an actress, on a mattress, tied up in some mad shit
And yeah they got heat, but I'm burnt out cause I had heat
I'm living in the city where you know about bad streets
Like trap beats, I guess the rotation's on a diet
Yeah, very selective but there's really no requirement
Except I don't buy it, let alone read the signs
Play blind, when all I see is when I take mine
I kept quiet, until I realized I hate crime, and fake rhymes
And they all of it, just takes time
But look, that's what they said about greatness
Invest in the best, and you get, the 8th mile
They hate trying to figure out, what is what, so I'm here
And Lwansta bruh, thank you for keeping this shit clear
You better prove that shit!
On a daily, like crazy, like the hungry go
Thinking of ways to get gravy
First time on TV and mama said
"Baby, I'm proud of you, I hope that they see that you're amazing"
But I'm waiting, for them to wake up, but no kisses
Just cadence, displayed in arrangements, not pictures
And you know what?
Patience is pending in a message aggressively
And I'mma hit the send button like...

[Bridge: Clara-T]
When you came in the game
You had something to say
But they quickly tried to put you away
Forgot that you don't play
While everybody else was riding the wave
You had a plan, and a whole lot of faith

[Chorus: ByLwansta]
Now put your motherfucking hands in the sky
If there's people who doubt
And they're always busy running their mouth
My man, you know you better
Prove that shit!
Prove that shit!
Prove it!
Prove that shit!
Prove that shit!
Prove it!

Put your motherfucking hands in the sky
If there's people who doubt
And they're always busy running their mouth
My man, you know you better
Prove that shit!
Prove that shit!
Prove it!
Prove that shit!
Prove that shit!
Prove it!

Something To Fuckin’ Say Q&A

Who produced Something To Fuckin’ Say's ?

Something To Fuckin’ Say was produced by Beatmochini.

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