Tongue Twister

Verse 1 – Tracy
Holla
I took planes, moved around when I was little
Wore different colors on my chest, some faded like a skittle
There was no one like me yeah people tried to belittle
Said I was joke turns out I was just a riddle
I spoke English, Spanish, Portuguese, and French
Guess that my cultural thirst was yet to quench
Kinda became an asset, couldn’t keep me on the bench
Drought in my pockets but my ethnic spеctrum was drenched
Considerеd as a prodigy since I was infant
Different kind of intelligence I learnt shit in an instant
And it turns out “immigrant” is not an insult
Fled my country but I’m kinda proud of the result
My favourite hobby is to play tongue twister
Alliterations, assonance and consonance resister
Tower of babel in a person left no blister
Gifted by the Gods, my words made me I’m a spirit lifter
Social injustice, engraved in my name son
Misses lonely my lullaby was Akon
Kosha said he could beat me, I said game on
We got 99 problems, and switching languages it ain’t one

Verse 2 – Kosha
Achshav ani tsarcih leachlif - aval chosavt latsmi
Tracy De Sa ve kosha be hot beats - every bar cham basar - hot beef
Be rechovot ve chloemot sheli
Ma ze Amir lehiyit ma g
Shalom ani rami - I roe ve lo avanti clum
Yuli leh juni Kol hazman bachutz , Woah
Yeshli izdamnut liftochw ha deled Thu
Ainly loshon harah kshe a i medaber lochetz I’m stressing
Al la panim, kol hanchaverim
Mataiyshe ani roked, ‘ be achorah i lean!

Verse 3 - Tracy
J’ai la technique j’ai la dalle
Et l’instinct animal
Ou je vais je fais scandale
Je les fait bouillir comme du dal
Mon chez moi c’est pas forcément où j’ai mon code postal
Chez toi on me considère comme l’ennemi principal
J’arrive plus à compter
On arrive plus à me dompter
Les lignes se sont estompées
Pas de frontière ma volonté
Vous récoltez ce que vous semez, je lève mon verre je dis santé
Aujourd’hui on m’appelle la version indienne de Beyoncé
Ils pensaient que j’allais finir comme une casos
Je suis pas vos pasos, je les cuit à ma sauce
La rage entre chaque os
Cherche la maille le matos
Bientôt je serais partout sur les pubs d’Asos

Verse 4 – Kosha
Ayyyy switch the language up
Maintain with the hustle
What ya banging cuz
Whole life I was living in a bubble
Locked up jail getting into trouble, guns n moses
Paradise city from da synagogue to the jungle
Animal flow vegan appetite make a stomach rumble
When I grab a mic, present day to an afternoon
Hair freestyle Vidal sassoon
In da middle of a night, I’m a lights out fight
Right hook to a hater, make em fall out tight laces that a tie
Days go bye, sober views on my shoes walk erase all highs
How y’all doing in my truth introduce who I am
Communication flying, lterradactle wing span🪒
My life movie in da news, talking peacock to cspan
3 jams on the butter but I ain't got no bread
Get ahead in da life
While all ya just mehhhhh, Ehhhh
Any language I still leave em on read

Verse 5 – Tracy
Ya no voy buscando la validación de nadie
Ni escucho a la gente que me pide que yo cambie
Sola por el mundo no hay quien me acompañe
Nunca me paro porque es que yo no quiero que me alcanzen
Controlando ahora mi narrativa
Me llaman gitana y eso que significa
La supervivencia me quito mi energia
Callarlos a tos es lo único que me urgía
Tengo las ganas, las rimas, los panas
Cada minuto, dia y semana
Me quieren pintar otra vez de villana
Quitarme lo poco que me queda de humana
Me ponen zancadillas y me dicen cosas profanas
Si vuelven a cerrar la puerta entro por la ventana