T. Dlamini - Are You Ready lyrics

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T. Dlamini - Are You Ready lyrics

[Verse 1: Teej, The Artist] They do not hear me, I swear they don't hear me They think that they're amazing, but they don't come near me I'd k** 'em all, but there would be too many Bodies to bury. Damn, you should be wary I'm spitting more fire in this little song Than you in your mixtape. Man, something is wrong They say I spit like I've epileptic fits I'm the flame to your match, it'll always be lit With this braggadocic flow, Man, you'd never know I spit way deeper than the Kimberly Hole This poetry has been engraved in my soul I think I just might be Edgar Allan Poe C taught me life's hard. That's the way it go But Pac said keep ya head up, and just keep going Rapping is life for me. Just so you know My troubles die when I start spitting a flow [Hook] x4 READY! [Verse 2: Teej, The Artist] In love with that blue Like Mick J loves the water I would die for the music Could call me a matyr Too dedicated Gon take this rap farther Than it's ever been Just to prove to my father That I was meant for the stardom I'm not after the gold Don't treat me like I'm Gollum I'm not after the hoes I just want people to relate To press play Maybe hate, be great Like Ca**ius Clay Everyday, I do pray I've got so much on my mind Don't know how to express And my life is off track Like the Apple Express I've been writing everyday Tryna become the best Aiming for Number 1 I won't settle for less Are you ready for me? Are you ready for Teej? Cause I've got some things That the world's got to see La Período Azul That's what I'm going through Just stay tuned I'm cooking in the booth [Hook: Teej, The Artist] x2 Are you (READY) Ready for my raps Sit back and relax As I tell my story On these YouTube harvested tracks (READY) Ready to know my name, insane That the shy kid Would go for the fame I'm sayin' [Outro: Teej, The Artist] It's Teej, The Artist on the track Adolescent on my back I rep the Bay, everyday I'll put my team on the map This is just a taste Of what I can do, bruh I gotta go. Bye Two fingers up. Deuces