Artist: Simon Skippa
Song: Najua Mnanifeel
Year: 2009
Chorus
Ukinipa beat, na mistari naikill
kila track natoa, najua mnanifeel
mahater wote saa hii,washafall ill
na rhymes nawakill, nikitumia hii skill, najua mnanifeel.
Verse 1
kimistari najua nimeiva
mpaka nashuku very soon nitaanza kuungua
DNA yangu haina ma compound za carbon
instead kila strand imejaa tu ma-punchline
kik-replicate inaform rhyme scheme
kwa sky si limit, ni stepping stone
nikishika mic wasanii fake kwa stage wanajichuja
ju kuniskiza ni lazima ka ku-answer nature call
ama kupigia manzi yako akituma please call me
ukitaka dose ya mistari, am at your service, just call me
kila rhyme natoa huwa imesimama
mpaka wengine husema brain yangu ina lyrical viagra
nawanyeshea mistari ka el-nino Narok, hawaezi jikinga
mahater wote nawawekea juu my middle finger
wanaeza inoki kwa mbali ama wakaribie waikiss
juu walitaka kuniangusha but bullet zao nishazimiss.
Verse 2
wananisaka kushoto kulia lakini wamenihata
wao kunipata ni ka manzi ana ball kupata monthly period
mistari ndio ngao, daily nimejihami ka GSU kwa demo ya waisilamu
24 hrs a day nina rhyme inatembea kwa brain
ka poko usiku Koinange street au Luthuli avenue
kwa veins zangu kuna jam ya mistari ka mandai Moi Avenue
nikispit naanzakumake-it-rain kushinda weezy
sitaki disturbance nikichora rhymes, brain iko busy
niko roho juu ka wezi huenda kusanya police station
afadhali nirap badala ya kuwaste time nikcheza PlayStation
wanaibia exam ndio waende uni but mi sijisumbui
nishajipea degree, masters na PhD ya rap na saa hii inanipay
sio lazima nivae GUCCI ndio ati wajue nina money
ati unasema hip hop hai-pay? nacheka juu najua hiyo ni funny
ka hauwezi rhyme nakuchuja kwa game ka Antonie Hey
uende ocha ufuge mbuzi, shika capital ya kununua hay
Verse 3
I aint Jay Z or Kanye West, i dont run this town
am just a hustler so I run around this town
looking for airplay and shows, to make my ends meet
my brain is the junction where rhymes and punchlines meet
fully packed with hip hop materials, feel free to visit it
it can tell your rapping status coz its a lyrical VCT
dont bring me beef, ave already taken enough meat
when you hear my track just bow and submit
I dont need abeat for me to rhyme
all I need is my tongue and the MIC
the I drop rhymes in chains like hydrocarbons
making your head bounce like a fanky crunk beat
I know you cant stand my sight, just take a seat
my game's sharp like a vampire's canines, u'll get bit
if you hungry I feed you on my lyrical shit
you cant survive her, grab some air under your bedsheets
coz your rhymes smell bad like a whole kilo of bullshit
and thats why they attend my shows like miracle seekers flocking T.D Jake's pulpit
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