Vi$ion

Lyrics

[Intro: Maglera Doe Boy] (I-) (Injayam u'Sliqe) This that plug talk Straight out the fuckin' mud talk Can't spit it if you ain't out the slums talk [Chorus: Maglera Doe Boy] Mission, I gotta stay on the mission (Yeah) Tshweri di ntwananyana in the gehtto, they need me to win for the trenches (Trenches) Glisten Jeka moqwebo it glistens (Yeah) Yeah I been out the city but I came back just to give them the vision (Sheesh) [Verse 1: Maglera Doe Boy] Young nigga Doe Boy came up from the corner, gave a fuck about the politicin' Young nigga broke boy, I ain't have the PS, used to hit the bodega for Tekken I had a shawty ko Milner, bro, I had a broad ko New Vision I had division Before I had brands, I had the vision Before I had fans, I had the vision Brody no Bart Simpson but he draw like cartoons 'cause he saw niggas die in his visions I do not freestyle, style isn't free, my shit expensive Love all the mentions but me and your fave isn't mentioned 'cause I do not rap for attention Up in the floor seats, they got swords hie My youngins is fencin', fencin' On guard, attention Mad tings in my mentions Suna banyana you see on the telly, mabitso I'm never gon' mention Glisten, glisten See my moqwebo it glistens? I was with Mubarak le Glosso Mabala corneng, Bobo a di dala Tussen, tussen Tsene mo gaming, ek is tussen We in a Vura, daai deng ere 'Vrrr" Priddy Ugly, that's the engine Gcogile mpahla yo ku dura, I ain't a sgura but the spaan we was benchin' Where mama stay I hear ootas next to the sewers, it's Iraq in the trenches [Chorus: Maglera Doe Boy] Mission I gotta stay on the mission Tshweri di ntwananyana in the gehtto, they need me to win for the trenches Glisten Jeka moqwebo it glistens Yeah I been out the city but I came back just to give them the vision [Verse 2: Blxckie] (Yeah, go, go, hmm) Yeah, go, go (Go, go, go) Who you know got the trap jumpin' like pogo? Made five tracks in the mornin' while you still yawnin', poppin' like coco I light that bitch up like a torch I talk to the Lord, he say "You on top, you know" She givin' me brain like a dork It's ten out of tentickin' the boxes, woah Blxckie Somnyama on top of the buildin' I might jump off and then land like a kitten I cannot take an L, what you thought my nigga? He was talkin' that shit, now he gone missin' I was strugglin' but now I found the vision All these blessings, man, I swear they bound to listen I'm so focussed I never forgot the mission Tell the label to stop all that callin', man, I'm busy (Ye, ayy, go-go) Man stop all that cappin' and say what you know I'm in my hood and I feel like the pope Laugh in your face, your whole clique is a joke And if you don't know where I be I'm still in the streets, the grill is still green, oh yes Don't gotta know all the deets, still under sheets, still got a brief, oh yes And I cannot mess with you niggas I talk to the G's, I talk to the fiends, oh yes They say I should show them the way They wanna get free, they beggin' and pleadin', oh yes And that's all the pressure on me, man, what do I, man who do I be? I feel like Mohammed Ali, I struggle to breathe, I'm under the sea, oh yes And bro don't fall, stay consistent, pick up the pace (Pick up the pace) Big ol' expensive chain, the lights just jump out the face (Jump out the face) I gotta respect the art, it's puttin' this food on my plate I gotta respect the art, it's turnin' me into the greatest (The greatest) [Chorus: Maglera Doe Boy] Mission I gotta stay on the mission Tshweri di ntwananyana in the gehtto, they need me to win for the trenches Glisten Jeka moqwebo it glistens Yeah I been out the city but I came back just to give them the vision [Verse 3: 25K] I hope I make it out the ghetto alive, lil' whoadie hit a lick and died I remember at 10 years old, had a toy Glizzy on the side And they still plottin' on the side I bet you can't reach f you tried Skir kop ke ty, mamazala a re "Why?" 2K for the Air Force, le boot sauce, ke nyoso Deep stal ke course, ene 3 star mo jawso I just couldn't wait to be on When they started switchin' I was gone I was sellin' dope for a job and I never thought I was wrong (Plug) Head honcho, El Santo, with a poncho for the Honduras FaceTime for the convo, I got wild thoughts but I'm humble I just put it on the scale If the plug fronts, it's a favour Dirty cops in the field, only pickin' up for the paper (Hello)