These
Rappers ain't rapping
That's
Facts I'm not capping
I'm avidly over average, them others below the standard
Critic lyric imbalance, them rappers ain't understanding
My scriptin' lyrical practice
I'm elevating like ladders
Got talent, smarts and I'm handsome
Effortless, making anthems
I'll pop your bubble, you bubbling
Jungle fever, the surrogate
Breeding babies, ain't feeding 'em
Troubleshooting ain't helping when shooting troubles the gentlemen
Leaving daughters all fatherless
Who's gonna govern when government is incompetent?
Who's gonna lead us when leaders are lacking excellence?
The rap messiah, I'm reigning with sawce and
Elegance
They're illequipped I imagine imagination decreases the absolution extinction of greater thinking in humans
No we ain't stupid, the rulers remaining foolish
They foolishly fooling foolish believers that change is coming
It's been coming, I swear Jesus gon' get here first
Beat still leaving in a hearse after I've dropped my verse
Go tell them kids with melanin that being black no curse
These rappers claim to be the GOAT like I don't do this best
Man all I need is one take, don't need do no overs
Packing this heat, told him get back, but homie moved slower
Got 'em in line, and hit 'em all, I'm Slate The Bulldozer
The things that all y'all, doing when high, man
I can do sober
Y'all using drugs,to be creative, Slate is still doper
Y'all putting ice, around your neck,my verses still colder
Huh
I got these symphonies, solliloquies and similies
If I'm the GOAT, then all of y'all my kids, you must be kidding me
Quite literally, the hottest in the industry, I made the cut
I'm on own damn division, y'all rappers little leagues, belittling, they begging me for features, please get off your knees
No apologies, if you're taking offence
All Hail, Slate The Great, it's time I got your respect
Ekse
I'm Slate
And don't forget to add The Great homie
Hola Mfethu