The Diary Of A Mad Man Lyrics

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Hola, Hola Mfethu

This the life I live like c'est la vie

I'll fly my mom to telavive

Niggaz couldn't tell the vision

Told em watch me carefully

I'm gon be on television

They gon know me globally

All these niggaz chasing clout

Slate The Great is chasing dreams

Dreams to build a legacy

Make sure I got my family safe

Eating off my audio tapes

Visions so vivid, man my dreams are all in 4k

Clart the game no foreplay, I run this business my way

I ain't signing deals, I'm dodging labels, moving sideways

Can't allow these randoms, only family eat off my plate

Hating on the gram, but turn to fans, when they see my face

These two-faced scallywags

Flexing on my story so the hating niggaz see me brag

Hate me for success,man ezintwana zindlel indlala

Andisa beefi nezintwana, ndthatha ntloko ndifaka isigqala

When it comes to real rap, ekse, nguSlate lo uligqala

NguSlate uBhut omdala

NguSlate lo una mandla to raise the bar and bring the level to a greater standard

Passed it on to see if they could handle but they couldn't manage

This the Diary of a Mad Man, they're temporary like spray tans

Kukhale esam isiginci, make the hating niggaz breakdance

Let's get it