Touchline - Middle Child Freestyle lyrics
[Touchline - Middle Child Freestyle lyrics]
But, you're the one reading
I'm writing your day
I'm flipping the script
You're freezing on stage
The theatre is laughing you're
In the wrong play
Don't make a mistake, It is make or break
I'm the only rapper that's acting his age
We cannot chill a lot on my plate it's
Like a buffet there's so much at stake
I'm far from okay
I live with the pain, I smile but it's fake
My mom isn't great her son isn't paid
Intwana ene nyuku can never relate
Intwana ezwe ubhlungu cannot be afraid
Ignoring these women I'm running away
Coz they always get here but they do not stay
When you are not popping there is no
Orgasm there's one way to say it
They come with the fame
Depression had me by the neck you know
I stopped complaining then I overcame it
And my only payment is to
Bless you all like I'm
Yeshua and I messed you up with that flow
Is that the best you got I want more
Ebusuku makulalwa bengifufutha ikhandlela
Kusazoba mnyama right after I blow
I listened to every song
It doesn't get worse than
This, I was hired to right your wrongs
Correctional services
Mabakuphandla how you gonna watch
Kumele ufakae isphandla not a watch
I don't think you get just what I mean
Kumele uspende iskhathi naba phansi
Top lyricism had me quitting my day job
I was really working on an
Album that ain't drop
People say my music always
Making the pain stop
So I rap I trap I shoot I
Act, I play idiski too I dance
I play the keys produce oh snap
I'm changing my life I'm turning the page
But, you're the one reading
I'm writing your day
I'm flipping the script
You're freezing on stage
The theatre is laughing you're
In the wrong play
Don't make a mistake, It is make or break
I'm the only rapper that's acting his age
We cannot chill a lot on
Plate it's like a buffet there's
So much at stake i'm far from okay
I don't really rap, please, understand
It's merely an act
What I really do is go to the hood
Assemble some facts and then I come back
I go to my room I study the stats
I look to improve the life of the blacks
I go to the stu and then it's a track
Then what do you know the album goes plat
And then there is you, you still wanna chat
Talk about this talk about that
The topic is dead the convo is flat
I told you umgosi is not where I'm at
Can we rather draft a business plan
Feeding the needy or building an app
I just wanna put my hood
On the map, please, understand
I don't really rap