Lyrics – ‘Overpriced Steak’

HI. My name is Tapiwa from Morgan High School in Harare. Please publish lyrics of “Overpriced Steak” by Nasty C.

(Chorus)

Lately my attire been fire, I’m in my case In and out of meetings, my dancing shoes on a break

Talking stakes, over overpriced steak I’m well off, I should be used to it but I ain’t

I’m still eating out the hands that I marry to say the grace

Sitting across the angels of LA Ticking off the stereotypes they sing about SA

And turn them into fanatics by time they collect the plates

( Verse)

Most of ‘em say what they wish to say Some of ‘em don’t wanna get offensive, so they let the question ricochet

I spit the answers anyway

I talk like this ‘ cause I listen to Weezy everyday

Might walk like Tip ‘cause that’s who I,

I rep today

Might drip like King Slime, I mean, King Slime

‘Cause I got me, a cheque today Money in my pants, I got credit on demand

And I mean that in every shape form, Sega game or bank

Way that I be switching whips, you’d think I know how to bake

Way that I take all this love, you think I don’t know it’s fake

I know what my haters look like, ‘cause I seen a cobra’s face

Won’t ever use my skin as an excuse ‘cause I know Oprah face

Won’t ever use my skin as an excuse ‘cause I seen Hova face

Won’t ever let nothin’ that’s got a skin to take Jehovah’s place (Jehovah’s place)

Pushing through the pain for my soldier’s sake (For my soldier’s sake)

Push the button now, if you don’t know your place

(Outro)

There can be no doubt, that the boy and the presence pop

We have seen that in all his actions Why destroy the power?

When you can use it for the good of our people?

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