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Ntelabi - Motive Lyrics




[ Featuring D.I King ]

(Hmmm)
Guess who's back? (yeah)
Go!

Liver in a red cup and my lungs dry
Chale everybody make am boys sad
Only Jah haffi judge me don't try
Even people in heaven have a dark side
Feel free dey jam I got one life
People just keep watching they subscribe
Why you figure say I never been fronting?
I sit back like a 70's bus ride
These days all I see is heaven
Oh, father relief this pain
Pray I make enough to feed my bredrin
Oh, Massa release these chains
If my family dirty I'm dirty too
So I no go fit settle for residue
Instigating the reaping of revenue
And that be something I know say you rarely do
I'm only spilling the fact

Sometimes I no fit relax
My bars got a criminal mad
The way they be hyping this gibberish make I dey wonder you ain't heard no Skillion track?
(Yeah)
Big up to man like Blazay I'm boutta put the city on the map (go)
The way I bust flow make a man think say I'm bout to bring the real Skillions back

Been in this for so long I can't lose my focus yeah
Funny how they think they broke us they can't change my motive yeah yeah
Been in this for so long I can't lose my focus yeah
Funny how they think they broke us they can't change my motive yeah yeah
Who's back?
Homies hanging at my back like school bags yeah
Tell'em who's back!
Homies hanging at my back like school bags yeah

I'm so confused like what's the first thing (go)
Like I accidentally killed a person (uh)
Slowly hate this world I'm birthed in
The only thing I love be the mic I'm blessing (yeah)
And I'm so tired of this shithole country this shit has got me stressing
My people in the dark no truth emerging
The white man said God drilled a virgin, believe that! (uh)
You're not dumb for papers you re-sat (yeah)
Impossible not to see that (go)
And that's word to you, your timeline be the world for you, Pree that! (uh)
Chale everything tactical you got balls but you could not serve it (could not serve it)
What the hell is a scratch card voucher ma'f*cker give me credit (Boom Shot)

Been in this for so long I can't lose my focus yeah
Funny how they think they broke us they can't change my motive yeah yeah
Been in this for so long I can't lose my focus yeah
Funny how they think they broke us they can't change my motive yeah yeah
Who's back?
Homies hanging at my back like school bags yeah
Tell'em who's back!
Homies hanging at my back like school bags yeah

(Big up to man like Blazay I'm boutta put the city on the map
The way I bust flow make a man think say I'm bout to bring the real Skillions back)
(Hmm) Yeah Yeah
Guess who's back?
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(Hmmm)
Guess who's back? (yeah)
Go!

Liver in a red cup and my lungs dry
Chale everybody make am boys sad
Only Jah haffi judge me don't try
Even people in heaven have a dark side
Feel free dey jam I got one life
People just keep watching they subscribe
Why you figure say I never been fronting?
I sit back like a 70's bus ride
These days all I see is heaven
Oh, father relief this pain
Pray I make enough to feed my bredrin
Oh, Massa release these chains
If my family dirty I'm dirty too
So I no go fit settle for residue
Instigating the reaping of revenue
And that be something I know say you rarely do
I'm only spilling the fact

Sometimes I no fit relax
My bars got a criminal mad
The way they be hyping this gibberish make I dey wonder you ain't heard no Skillion track?
(Yeah)
Big up to man like Blazay I'm boutta put the city on the map (go)
The way I bust flow make a man think say I'm bout to bring the real Skillions back

Been in this for so long I can't lose my focus yeah
Funny how they think they broke us they can't change my motive yeah yeah
Been in this for so long I can't lose my focus yeah
Funny how they think they broke us they can't change my motive yeah yeah
Who's back?
Homies hanging at my back like school bags yeah
Tell'em who's back!
Homies hanging at my back like school bags yeah

I'm so confused like what's the first thing (go)
Like I accidentally killed a person (uh)
Slowly hate this world I'm birthed in
The only thing I love be the mic I'm blessing (yeah)
And I'm so tired of this shithole country this shit has got me stressing
My people in the dark no truth emerging
The white man said God drilled a virgin, believe that! (uh)
You're not dumb for papers you re-sat (yeah)
Impossible not to see that (go)
And that's word to you, your timeline be the world for you, Pree that! (uh)
Chale everything tactical you got balls but you could not serve it (could not serve it)
What the hell is a scratch card voucher ma'f*cker give me credit (Boom Shot)

Been in this for so long I can't lose my focus yeah
Funny how they think they broke us they can't change my motive yeah yeah
Been in this for so long I can't lose my focus yeah
Funny how they think they broke us they can't change my motive yeah yeah
Who's back?
Homies hanging at my back like school bags yeah
Tell'em who's back!
Homies hanging at my back like school bags yeah

(Big up to man like Blazay I'm boutta put the city on the map
The way I bust flow make a man think say I'm bout to bring the real Skillions back)
(Hmm) Yeah Yeah
Guess who's back?
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Writer: Augustine Ntelabi Bukari, Bobby Davies Ibiamu
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