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provingyourself Video (MV)




Performed By: Shwabadi
Language: English
Length: 1:34
Written by: Mark Nichols




Shwabadi - provingyourself Lyrics




Every day feels like a trial just to prove that I still do this
Though my money movement fluid the motion reminiscent of moving through sewage
Foolish pursuits to be grouped with the coolest
Actions loud, I'm brutish and stupid
Usually truant
But I'm here now, higher powers none the wiser
Eyeing up the competition, lying that their song is fire
Rappers like to talk bout killing, dying if you're not a fighter
Violence is not advised but Zionists are colonisers

Radical ideas require actual change
Preach if you practise the same
Delete the actors and fakes
Feel like I'm Alfred the Great, unify my people
Underestimate my reach, but I'm like Shaq in the paint
I'm back in the game
All I ask is the bare minimum
Love the perks of being a tortoise, till hares win again
People I call friends throw fits just for fair diligence
Anytime y'all don't piss me off, it's a rare win for them

Turning hella puns into punchlines
Hungry rapper, it's run and gun for the lunch line
I don't write short songs, baby, they're fun-sized
Can't remember a weekend it wasn't crunch time
Tripping on their own damn words, they looking tongue tied
I ain't got a thing to prove, I just stack my funds high
Unless you're making this music how could you judge mine
Badi makes an impact on big stages and young lives

And I dunno, I don't think I need to do anything crazy
I think that's enough
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Every day feels like a trial just to prove that I still do this
Though my money movement fluid the motion reminiscent of moving through sewage
Foolish pursuits to be grouped with the coolest
Actions loud, I'm brutish and stupid
Usually truant
But I'm here now, higher powers none the wiser
Eyeing up the competition, lying that their song is fire
Rappers like to talk bout killing, dying if you're not a fighter
Violence is not advised but Zionists are colonisers

Radical ideas require actual change
Preach if you practise the same
Delete the actors and fakes
Feel like I'm Alfred the Great, unify my people
Underestimate my reach, but I'm like Shaq in the paint
I'm back in the game
All I ask is the bare minimum
Love the perks of being a tortoise, till hares win again
People I call friends throw fits just for fair diligence
Anytime y'all don't piss me off, it's a rare win for them

Turning hella puns into punchlines
Hungry rapper, it's run and gun for the lunch line
I don't write short songs, baby, they're fun-sized
Can't remember a weekend it wasn't crunch time
Tripping on their own damn words, they looking tongue tied
I ain't got a thing to prove, I just stack my funds high
Unless you're making this music how could you judge mine
Badi makes an impact on big stages and young lives

And I dunno, I don't think I need to do anything crazy
I think that's enough
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Writer: Mark Nichols
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Sentric Music

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