Joker
Wes Montgomery (Freestyle)
In this long road, I'm a lost soul
I'm underrated just like lost scrolls
Some fake friends, some closed doors
In the Goldfields, I sold gold
On a cold floor, I made cold flows
I was broke, so I lost Flo
Never sold my soul, never sold a toe
Never went on tour or sold out a show
Gunshot on my right shoulder
First recorded with a tape recorder
Man I'm getting older and it's getting colder
I am sipping vodka and I'm hardly sober
I lost my religion
Don't regret that decision
You can call me a heathen
You're entitled to your opinions
Whatevеr criteria
You put me into, I thank ya
You ain't teachеrs, you ain't preachers
You're abusers, you can't fool us
I grew up in a broken home
I was nine when I first watched porn
And I never get caught
That was nobody's fault
I got no melodies, I got no felonies
I got some enemies, They are afraid me
Listeners in Germany, ladies and gentlemen
Some are non binary and I'm in their galleries
My music travelling like Vasco Da Gama
Keep the awards, I don't care about NAMAs
Look at the streams, man I care about numbers
If I die today, they'll say ndiri gamba
Independent rapper on some Carling Black Label
I can rap circles around the town of Triangle
Independent rapper on some Carling Black Label
I can rap circles around the town of Triangle