Album Lyrics - Givamana fish

Chorus
If you Give a man a fish
then he'll eat for a day
but if you teach that man to fish
then he will eat for always

A rising son , Ah-so, and this my gospel
getting in your system like coke through your nostrils
a lyric apostle who comes with the boss flow
an artist to remember like pablo picaso
man im macho, used to earn snaps with my slim jim
got dro now drop doh, like homer simpson
know for limpin', saggin', holding, iron
Lifited, Dragon, blown, fire
cold with my style given chills like sub zero
goin wild, golden child straight up club hero
man im upper class proper, a hella fast talker
thats why I'm the sensei the rest they just grass hoppers
can't stop us without a clash of the gong
hit the gas and I'm gone, hit and pass it along
(Finish Him) this the time where you send in the clowns
i chop like a spinning rim and end with a bow

"hi-ya!" wait aint that what a couple blunts do?
cause on the one twos i kick it like its kung fu
I'm serving something new, hungry its time to eat
im elite going from grundgy to dynasty
enter dragon, fighting demons like I'm bruce lee
that california rolled and i aint talking sushi
so i do my thing "thang" while the beat bangs.
and see both the positive negative ying yang
things change, don't forget the all important rookies
"you'll go far with your abilities" said the fortune cookie
so I'm true to my life like I'm true to my writing
dude im a titan, buddha enlightened
i do it till my life end as Blaine Coffee
then make the toast to make the most and i bomb Soki's
on a hot beat i can't be touched, I'm just trying harder
heart of a champion, starter, i end with si-o-nara

From far east to wild west, gun battles at high noon
hit the air waves and blow, shadow the typhoon
from my room i write about the world and all its vastness
a tycoon i have much wealth but i aint got no assets
blast when i ride through comers take notice,
know this, after i kill the mic i leave a white lotus
my motive, is do what I'm destine to do
invest in the youth and be a leader every breath in the booth
check the current affairs, heavy burdens to bare
but why does everybody think that their F'in world aint fare?
ponder this, a watched pot will never boil
and man is cursed to walk this earth so forever we will toil
so i smoke so much that my neighbors get more than contact
forget about my stress and get down on some mortal combat
who'd have guess my life would have turned out like this
some say that i was blessed, some say i learned how to fish

if you give a man a fish….