Get that shit outta my face

[Hook - Zingah]
Get that shit outta my face
Talk that real to me
I may have gotten some pain but
What that did to me?
I'ma just pop in the rain
That shit lit to me
That shit lit to me
You n***as not in the race!
Get that shit outta my face
Talk that real to me
I may have gotten some pain but
What that did to me?
I'ma just pop in the rain
That shit lit to me
That shit lit to me
You n***as not in the race!

[Verse 1: Zingah]
You n***as tryn' kill me?
You must've got it twisted
You went n started trippin'
You must've got attention
You must've got a mention
You jus a clown for bitches
You had a pot to piss in so you outchea poppin' this shit
And you want us to be lovin it
N***as outchea bitching
Handle everything in public
N***as love attention
Then they snuggle with the government
Now you politicians?
While we do it for the love of it
What a fucking mission!
You, do it for commission
I, do it for the mission
I, do it for the whole thing
You do it for the difference
Catch me in the kitchen
Litty with the wristin'
Went from thickly-thick to the itty-bitty, I been outchea switching
I been outchea switchin'
I never switch sides inside
I'm loving how I'm living
Fuck da competition
They just a bunch of victims
I'ma kill em all one-by-one without a finger lifted!
[Hook - Zingah]
Get that shit outta my face
Talk that real to me
I may have gotten some pain but
What that did to me?
I'ma just pop in the rain
That shit lit to me
That shit lit to me
You n***as not in the race!
Get that shit outta my face
Talk that real to me
I may have gotten some pain but
What that did to me?
I'ma just pop in the rain
That shit lit to me
That shit lit to me
You n***as not in the race!

[Verse 2 : Kwesta]
I got that forever cool
I got that forever cool
Ng'shay' ngama option ay' 2
I'm either the best or I'm you
Man you kids ain't strong enough
No you kids ain't strong enough
You bound to get gassed if you hang around Hitler long enough
Top off on the German, you don't know a thing like that
Ten years still burning, you don't know a flame like that
Never miss with the track, you don't know aim like that
Boy my kid got fans, and you don't know fame like that
I jus get lost in the rhyme
And forget about the B.I
I could let you n***as Shine
But we all know that B.I
I'm Diddy boppin' on you come ups
Braai fleis too beefy
Owned ya'll for two summers
But I gave six speeches
[Hook - Zingah]
Get that shit outta my face
Talk that real to me
I may have gotten some pain but
What that did to me?
I'ma just pop in the rain
That shit lit to me
That shit lit to me
You n***as not in the race!
Get that shit outta my face
Talk that real to me
I may have gotten some pain but
What that did to me?
I'ma just pop in the rain
That shit lit to me
That shit lit to me
You n***as not in the race!