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lirik lagu van gogh – solo ntsizwa ka mthimkhulu & buks

[hook: buks]
all i know is this life is golden
all i know is this life is golden
all my foes should decide to throw in (the towel)
all my foes should decide to throw in… ooh ooh

[verse 1: solo & buks]
it’s getting really major with the team now
we just up the anti every single week now
it’s looking like a couple anti me now
but it’s ant like black likening to we
how the air morph a breeze in these parts?
seems like the league left fatigue in these starters
please be considerate, they speak with weak hearts
its all front, they do not believe it’s mere bluff
okay, lets let it simmer down

i open up the door kinda gentleman, she’s so blown away by the so called element
high time we separate the weak from the fortnights
should’ve been asleep, but i dream*dream all night
we should’ve been major, but lames don’t cut it
i should’ve been engaged, but my brain don’t budget
i should’ve been engraved, but my face gon’ duck it
i should’ve been ashamed, but my brain goes f*ck it, like
bust it, bust it, bust it
i’m still here like car posted at red light
i’m still rare like how you order my rib*eye
sit in chair with napkin, fork and a steel knife
round table with the etiquette of king life

(yeah)
she had a cute face you could pack a little suitcase
we can travel around the world, i’ll be your bruce wayne
how she turn around and be so f*ckin’ two*faced!
i was tryna be the man so we could do things

yeah, kingin’
each spirit kindred
kitty litter dim wits in the kiddies corner
crash [?] your p*ssy, sh*t got a weak disorder
how you talking crowns, should be speaking more fedora
i am more of what they suggested, you what they be but
they don’t got the juice, talking different fruit tree that
beef very brews turn a little fruit tea
and that’s no h0m*phobe, we just speaking loosely
get reception on the phone

i was tryna paint a picture with my loose change
i was tired of being the victim of a screw face
my design i never listened to the wu*tang
i played the game and in my mind see i was lu ken
i tell these people that i’m over it
that’s why i never put my baggage in the overhead
these tired n*ggas always go to bed
while the style was created in my own image, no photo cred
[hook: buks]
all i know is this life is golden
all i know is this life is golden
all my foes should decide to throw in (the towel)
all my foes should decide to throw in… ooh ooh

[verse 2: solo & buks]
i need another room key
lost reception on the phone, but them bars do speak
wear conviction in your tone, volume up
spew heat like, how that sayin’ go?
round ’em up and lose sleep!

man i lose sleep the older sh*t gets eroded with lotus (yeah)
we’re not the same, see my focus is motif (yeah)
things are looking scaly, you got me on go*fish (uh)
meaning you know rap attention the second your song hits

first batch on the house, recreate new fiends
i can teach ins and outs but i’ma need your school fees
what you’ve learned paramount
hard work, pull sleeves
grab your pen and map it out, i’ma need a few things

looking at the rest of you regular pumping chest
like you set a good precedent, better than nonsense
you a no show, no sh*t
you a go slow, i’m a lotus
we don’t part ways man we moses
i might be air*max to you loafers
i might declare a rap on you posers
i might just fall back from ferocious
i might put the glass on your coaster

mimosa’s on a sunday, the juice got me loose like
i can see your suit come from 2002 like
tryna flay the dude when your shoes kinda rude like
connoisseur sees, kinda sees what the truth like
now who got the keys to my show boat?
i don’t need a fleece with the v kinda logo
and shout out to my g’s who can see that it’s coco
product overseas but i need to be local

but i often flip words, see my tongue spit that alchemy
bullet turn gold, load it up, shoot from balcony
presidential k!ll but i wouldn’t turn to casualty
looking like situation [?] proud of what it had to be
haven’t seen much magic
haven’t heard nothing drastic
my flow trickle thick and that sh*t drip like molasses
very same reason i tell ’em “get off my fa*lace”
heart’s in pre*season and that sh*t well managed

find out what it means to be reasonably promo
swimming up the streams to be seen with some moguls
telling me your dreams are to stream out with oval
cause ovo know that she’s mean with the solo

oh, and side note
few go where i go
fuego that i spoke, i still hold like high notes

but you and i know that it’s horse sh*t, polo
everybody looking all decent for the photo
no bro code in this motherf*ckin’ dojo
in the same breath they john lennon and yoko

i own it
i’ve shown and proven, i’ve shown it well
god bless the king but i’ll show you h*ll
knight threaten king, you ’bout to take the l
might paint the pic of how greatness fell
y’all trace, repackage, paste and resell
please drown yourself, where she sells sea sh*lls

tryna raise the bar a little, talkin’ cash flow
started from the bottom man i’m talking assh0l*
started at the barber now we at the maslow
you startled with the confidence, i’m in my bathrobe
i’m basking in the opulence, i’m talking mad hoes

(wait, wait. that’s not true, that’s not true)

at the very least, we got some nando’s
rapping your ear off, i’m on my van gogh

on my van gogh
we can serve it raw, we can marinate the steak
just a bunch of birds more mellowed than a drake
tell me what’s the word when your fabric all fake
i’m not talking clothes, i mean fundamental base

[hook: buks]
all i know is this life is golden
all i know is this life is golden
all my foes should decide to throw in (the towel)
all my foes should decide to throw in… ooh ooh

- solo ntsizwa ka mthimkhulu buks

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