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Son Of Niya
Klashnekoff

Son Of Niya

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Son of Niah Lyrics[Verse 1: Klashnekoff]
Yo my thoughts grow like herb in wild fields of mango
While certain man a jankrow, and flex like flamingo
And buffalo, this shit gets venomous like Kosovo
The manimal, man a maneuver undetectable
I'm out the manor smokin' the poisonous vegetable
Soakin' in herbs and drawin' the vital mineral
Channel my inner Chi, regain my energy
Cah ya see me, I'm a soldier
Penetrate the pain barrier
Carry the legacy that's left by my father
Dictate my words manifest into scripture
I paint my pictures with sound clash
Ya sound crash, no counteractions
I cut my dubs from the stomach of the mountains
Buildin' the rhythm from the natural surroundings
Surrounded in red mist
Yo, grabbin' my Charlie Bronson, manifestin' ya death wish
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Now in these days of Daggo my mind stays raggo
Rugged like Brilo, these eyes bleed weeping willow
It's parrow, sleepin' on pistol like pillow
Cushion the agro and escape into the astro
Communicate one to one via my afro
The Son of Niah, a killer born natural
But still I'm neutral cause I can shoot you
Or twenty one gun salute you, whatever suit you
In times of crucial I consolidate Sukidu
Seein' my future through the eyes of a desert eagle
There's no sequel 'til my soul settle
I can't settle, yo, settle, it's the continuous struggle
The environment is hostile
I'm stressed out, blowin' sess out my nostril
Apostles warnin' of storms on the coastal
Contact the locals, we symbolise now with subliminal loco's
It goes deeper than big bangs and black holes
On roads, I stop to admire a black rose
She's so beautiful, I chose not to pick it
While other wicked man would have dig it
So fuck vex, my mind state is Semtex
Explosive guides of venomous viper
Stalk the beats like a wild tiger
The Son of Niah, spit my phlegm on the flames of desire<div
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