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{"id":89626,"created_at":"2019-08-07 04:22:34","updated_at":"2021-04-22 15:50:34","deleted_at":null,"published_at":"2019-08-07 04:22:34","original_id":null,"artist_id":35153,"title":"#STALKYSTOGIE","slug":"stalkystogie","status":"published","description":null,"album_id":null,"streets":1,"source_type":"s3","source":"file","lyrics":"Fuck outta here trying to clown me. \r\nI'll go FREESTYLE, you go drown B. \r\nWhat's the right place to rap and flow out streams? \r\nYou seem to know where the fountain is. \r\n\r\nAin't no mainstream or underground scenes. \r\nJust I'm down with this, and or I found the keys. \r\n\r\n\r\nIs that a sound glitch with our mouth piece?\r\n\r\nSo if the town team don't get the crowd please. \r\nAnd there's a better player around the streets\r\nWhose fault is it? Is it the scout or me? \r\n\r\nI ain't chasing nothing but my loudest dreams. \r\nWhat's numbers to a scholar with accounting skills? \r\n\r\nIf there's something I'm chasing is the sound I seek?\r\nI'm the God they look up to in the clouds to plead.\r\n \r\n\r\nI've been a proud prince now crown me king.\r\n\r\n\r\nIn the places I rap there's a thousand Trills.\r\nSend the location, I do it astoundingly\r\nHow about we meet exactly where you found the kid? \r\n\r\nIt's the Forest Hill Drive after countless trees.\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\nGod's Eye View is a classic record. \r\nSo if you have such stunning glasses. \r\nWhy must we rap it...\r\nWhere your smart ass reckons...\r\nWe'll have acceptance? \r\nAt times this art's depressing.\r\nCos the stars in legends... \r\nTend to not wanna impart the lessons. \r\n\r\nAin't emotional.\r\nJust to caution yo. \r\nY'all can close the doors we still in motion though. \r\nAll for community work not for socials. \r\nDamn I'm so for sure. \r\n\r\n\r\nIf there's right places to rap, you wrong not to invite me. \r\nIf there's right phrases to rap, this song will sure rewrite it. \r\nIf there's right faces for rap, Hip hop is such a bore recycling...\r\n\r\nThe same O' B trice. \r\nY'all watered down, I'm Jesus' wine. \r\nThey can't deal with mine, just want a deal of mine... \r\nTell Slikour On life.\r\nTo catch up to God speed and drive. \r\nGot infinite rhymes.\r\nFlow streaming live... \r\nThrough the river nile. \r\nNiggas just arrived. \r\nI'm real nigga time. \r\n\r\nCut deep precise than a kitchen knife. \r\n\r\nWhat's a full fridge with no one to cook? \r\nWhat's a full clip, with no one to shoot? \r\n\r\nIf you truly a fan honor the soil and roots. \r\nLooking down on us is disappointing dude.\r\n\r\nI know these niggas wanna do what boitjies do. \r\n\r\nWatch Boity lit while they are boiling it. \r\n\r\nExactly what the other botjies did. \r\n\r\nI mean what do they know about royalties? \r\n\r\n\r\nAint the type to just wanna flip the coin and spit. \r\nY'all can type, I wanna flip the coin and split. \r\n\r\n\r\nYou got your taste of fame, you enjoy that shit. \r\n\r\nThe whole crowd could make you glow out and raise your gold crown. \r\nBut when I show my bow, I sure hold it down. \r\nKeep the street credit, I own accounts. \r\nBuy my album NOW, or just close your mouth. \r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\nUnloose, I fed, I'm further light. \r\nYou lose ya fat, you feather light. \r\nI do it best, you better try. \r\nI cross the T and dot my Letter I. \r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\nMay the legendary idols be never our rivals. \r\nTreating Ginger Trill likes he's the second arrival. \r\nDoes God's Eye not even see no further Revivo?\r\n\r\n\r\nCan do the bad work, or be a good man. \r\nDo the burb flex, or move the hood work. \r\nDo the Cass Dance, or be a book worm. \r\n\r\n\r\n\r\nShould there be a motive for Motif to sign. \r\nThis remotely like me auditioning live. \r\nReach my office line, you got the official dial. \r\nThe best in whatever terms and conditions liked\r\nCook on hell fire, all this kitchen is mine\r\nHonestly, battlerap so misses yo sight\r\nAllow me to be your mortician in time. \r\n\r\nFuck what your title did, I need my title deed. \r\nI earned my stripes, I ain't entitled T. \r\n\r\nGet me up on Sway I'm a wild hyena \r\nYoung niggas confuse life for Insta \r\nI don't follow trends, ain't the type for Twitter \r\n\r\n\r\n\r\nStogie for real you been a Top-Tier nigga. \r\nIf you wanna pass the torch, I'm here nigga. \r\nI'm best there is, let's get it clear nigga.\r\nAint none of these rappers that I fear nigga. \r\nPro raised me well, those the years nigga. \r\nNow how can I look up to my pears nigga?\r\n\r\nAin't verse of the month, I'm timeless. \r\nCan't purchase the love, it's priceless. \r\nOn heavens above, your highness. \r\nTake the battles as they come, I'll fight back. \r\nWhere's the ladder to the top, will climb that. \r\nF'n just get a job or freestyle man.","download_count":127,"play_count":12,"restrict_download":0,"generated_thumbnail":null,"flag_count":0,"download_count_24":2,"download_count_24_at":"2021-04-22","reupload_sent":0,"thumb_path":"https:\/\/s3.eu-central-1.amazonaws.com\/sol-assets\/uploads\/public\/5d4\/a35\/e1b\/thumb_263839_300_300_0_0_crop.jpg","status_reason":null,"status_reason_alt":null,"tags":[]}

Song Lyrics:

Fuck outta here trying to clown me. I'll go FREESTYLE, you go drown B. What's the right place to rap and flow out streams? You seem to know where the fountain is. Ain't no mainstream or underground scenes. Just I'm down with this, and or I found the keys. Is that a sound glitch with our mouth piece? So if the town team don't get the crowd please. And there's a better player around the streets Whose fault is it? Is it the scout or me? I ain't chasing nothing but my loudest dreams. What's numbers to a scholar with accounting skills? If there's something I'm chasing is the sound I seek? I'm the God they look up to in the clouds to plead. I've been a proud prince now crown me king. In the places I rap there's a thousand Trills. Send the location, I do it astoundingly How about we meet exactly where you found the kid? It's the Forest Hill Drive after countless trees. God's Eye View is a classic record. So if you have such stunning glasses. Why must we rap it... Where your smart ass reckons... We'll have acceptance? At times this art's depressing. Cos the stars in legends... Tend to not wanna impart the lessons. Ain't emotional. Just to caution yo. Y'all can close the doors we still in motion though. All for community work not for socials. Damn I'm so for sure. If there's right places to rap, you wrong not to invite me. If there's right phrases to rap, this song will sure rewrite it. If there's right faces for rap, Hip hop is such a bore recycling... The same O' B trice. Y'all watered down, I'm Jesus' wine. They can't deal with mine, just want a deal of mine... Tell Slikour On life. To catch up to God speed and drive. Got infinite rhymes. Flow streaming live... Through the river nile. Niggas just arrived. I'm real nigga time. Cut deep precise than a kitchen knife. What's a full fridge with no one to cook? What's a full clip, with no one to shoot? If you truly a fan honor the soil and roots. Looking down on us is disappointing dude. I know these niggas wanna do what boitjies do. Watch Boity lit while they are boiling it. Exactly what the other botjies did. I mean what do they know about royalties? Aint the type to just wanna flip the coin and spit. Y'all can type, I wanna flip the coin and split. You got your taste of fame, you enjoy that shit. The whole crowd could make you glow out and raise your gold crown. But when I show my bow, I sure hold it down. Keep the street credit, I own accounts. Buy my album NOW, or just close your mouth. Unloose, I fed, I'm further light. You lose ya fat, you feather light. I do it best, you better try. I cross the T and dot my Letter I. May the legendary idols be never our rivals. Treating Ginger Trill likes he's the second arrival. Does God's Eye not even see no further Revivo? Can do the bad work, or be a good man. Do the burb flex, or move the hood work. Do the Cass Dance, or be a book worm. Should there be a motive for Motif to sign. This remotely like me auditioning live. Reach my office line, you got the official dial. The best in whatever terms and conditions liked Cook on hell fire, all this kitchen is mine Honestly, battlerap so misses yo sight Allow me to be your mortician in time. Fuck what your title did, I need my title deed. I earned my stripes, I ain't entitled T. Get me up on Sway I'm a wild hyena Young niggas confuse life for Insta I don't follow trends, ain't the type for Twitter Stogie for real you been a Top-Tier nigga. If you wanna pass the torch, I'm here nigga. I'm best there is, let's get it clear nigga. Aint none of these rappers that I fear nigga. Pro raised me well, those the years nigga. Now how can I look up to my pears nigga? Ain't verse of the month, I'm timeless. Can't purchase the love, it's priceless. On heavens above, your highness. Take the battles as they come, I'll fight back. Where's the ladder to the top, will climb that. F'n just get a job or freestyle man.

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