Beitbridge - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

I'm like an expensive blanket: I'm too good for this shit

Oh yeah! I'm crazy and you' sane, that's why you died in '06

Know every move that I make is like an action stunt

So I told the barber, "Just give me the director's cut"

I'm confused right now; to drop bars or raise bars

As I play Russian roulette with the head of a czar

I'm not the greatest but I swear my sand is harder than Clay

I never quit but I retired, got my wheels up again

So don't you ever cross me!

Word to the captain, I'm Bermuda

Me and the gang getting stoned without looking at Medusa

Playing the harmonica while sipping on this brandy

They pulling me, "The Boy Is Mine!"

And I'm all torn like Randy

That's a far-fetched line; coz the previous was home run

I've connected more lines, gimme that Nokia slogan

If practice makes perfect, then I made practice

The way they're diving for my flow, I'm a damn baptist!

Hah!

I'm the thing that hits the fan

These ain't "hits" you're making, the letter "s" misplaced

I'm so hated; I'm so hated that I make Trump jealous

Murdered them instrumentals, had to switch to a capella

You're now in Beitbridge!

[Hook]

See, I rap for zebras and horses

Some don't get the lines

They say I'm bad news

So they' reporting live from the skies

It's a cold day in Beitbridge

Gotta report live from the skies

But autotune never mad bad news sound better

[Verse 2]

My hot songs, like pirates, they burn CDs

I leave the booth with some burns, what a mess it is

I'm so fly this May; if I fall, I'll land in October

I've spent more time on air than some radio broadcasts

You' think you're hot just because your ass warming the bench?

I'mma fry you all couch potatoes, excuse my French

But in some other time, my priorities can't ever change

Winning still the urgent aim like MJ and Judi Dench

I was born in '96, I was hot before '97

I will smith any man who disagrees I am legend

My verse pulls a heist, it's an Ocean's 16

Asymptotic to my skill, they can never reach me

I'm an infidel, the opposite of Castro

All my lines got a price, I'm basically a barcode

I press the clever buttons just to make the smart call

They're gon think I work at Apple with the way that I phone