The Rare Kind – Artist : Artis_Tek
Genre Pop

LYRIC
The Rare Kind

Chorus

Bang rata, ha ke yetsa so
Bare ke yetsa kga kgolo
Bare wena ai wa bora
Ho Tswana lena wa lora

Verse 1

Ain’t nothing changed but the ganja my n***
Still 99 problems, 100 my n***
I done fell so many times I forgot how to get up
But always land on my feet 10 toes I’m a winner
R.I.P Brown Dash, R.I.P J Dilla
R.I.P Pro Kid, R.I.P Mac Miller
And if man dem’s not sick I don’t know who’s iller
Got it locked down like a concrete pillar
Your boy been cooking this a sumptuous dinner
I be smoking higher grade, it affects my pupil sh**
Schooling n*** like they’re my pupils, eish
Bi** numbers don’t lie and neither do I, but this ain’t Sudoku, b***
Making music is like clockwork
Love money but I always put God first
Flow quenching if your mom’s thirsty
Plus I operate a beat like a heart surgeon

Chorus

Bang rata, ha ke yetsa so
Bare ke yetsa kga kgolo
Bare wena ai wa bora
Ho Tswana lena wa lora

Verse 2

It goes one for the money two times for the show
Remember days when I used to sell snow
And I ain’t talking bout flakes if wanna talk green talk to my nigga Shakes!
Sorry for the wait… I was busy shotting in the gym
Only time you’ll see me on the bench, is raising the bar and I ain’t even broke a sweat
Hold up let me flex, this is just a warm-up I ain’t started with my reps
Got my 2020 vision and I see it in the mirror I’m a god in the flesh
What’s a king to a god? What’s loyalty to a bitch?
It’s funny how you niggas really really really smell funny but you niggs ain’t shit

Chorus

Bang rata, ha ke yetsa so
Bare ke yetsa kga kgolo
Bare wena ai wa bora
Ho Tswana lena wa lora

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