The Streets Need A Body Lyrics

(Intro)

(Verse 1)

Growing at a pace

Lightning McQueen I'm always in a race

Racing with the time

I swear I'm Gonna make it and then I'm heading out

Because I've had Enough

Of being tossed around like a plan

Now that I think about it I was never even planned

Like the passing of my friend, as I'm going through this tunnel I'm searching for the light.

Call me John Molito(Milton) cause I see a silver Lining

Even though I'm trying

people wanna fight me,

Bitch I got Karate, like Lee,

Let the boy advise you relax and smoke some weed, follow footsteps of your kids.

Boy You getting stingy I swear you like my samples these days you always flippin and Trippin

Mom Is always busy helping other kids

Giving them I needs, one thing about the government it's always failing me.

That's why I wanna Dip, Make sure I got some Crackers.

Quality with the Seeds (Weed)

Got the type of cheese that takes me to Uefa

Kurama has arrived, Kurama is around

The seal is fucken broken

Nothing can stop me

Focus is on Foley

These bitches think I'm lonely

But really I'm just Horny.

Demons always calling, I'm answering the call, I'm giving them control just like Marc

Pray for your Fam

I don't give a fuck.

(Hook)

The Streets need a Body

Shooting shots like Kobe

It could be anybody

not even feeling sorry nor corny

Cause people think they know me

That's cap

They avoiding the fact(s) That AP is the Best. (X2)

(Verse 2)

Now I got a clear Vision

They want to trap the boy I don't even do I prisons

You come with superstitions, I'm spitting something real

mumble rappers what's your deal.

Kum Uyikwedini.

Sliding on them Dm's

I guess you doing drill.

Let's talk about my blood

Your only fucken concern is AP doing Drugs, ending behind bars I'm already doing time.

Pops is very petty, you showed me your colors

Cause you knew the outcome,

Something will never change

I'm Just bearing all the pain

Cause I got no other way

But I'm tryna find a way

Operating everywhere

Call me Dr Dre

I wanna buy a house in LA

Won't live there like Elaine

I'll settle in UK

Watch soccer everyday

That's what the boy is good at

I'll grab myself u Susan

Othsisi ngathi yi Oven

Lately I'm reading minds like a Novel

Buhle is an Angel

A-zee the believer

Shout out to u Konke the fucken Levitator

Lil T on the beat his a fucken Innovater

When it comes to fashion, nobody can touch him,

Trust me, I really think I'm lucky

UPhumelela Got me, man I miss my boy.

Ever since you left, things been going wrong

Auckland is a jungle you the only one I trusted.

Phumie what a guy always walking with a smile

What a happy soul

I know you watching me

And boy you always will Even in the streets of New York.

(Verse 3)

This the closing section

I do this effortless yet I'm getting all the traction.

You rappers are the same, That's why you getting cancelled (do the Math.)

Don't play I vaolin yet I'm pulling all the strings.

Put in percussions that's what I really need.

You see now it's a vibe

Start moving your head and listen to the Jam.

While you spark it up

Let me slow it down, Let's listen to a slow, slow, slow Jam.

(Outro)