IMP THA DON
RAP BAR MITZVAH
[Intro]
(I'm here to be an all-time great)

[Verse 1: IMP THA DON ]
Getting money never been a problem
Well read, man, I been a scholar
Heavy weight, yah, ke tip'a skala
I got the job nette ho thiba phahla
Nett fela ho thusa mamazala, wa ntshwara?
Welcome to the bar mitzvah
You are chilling with some bar kickers, no liquor
Excuse my French but you can't fuck with a tongue twister
The kinda n***as that'll make you feel like you ain't got your lungs with ya
Take a deep breath
A sick man, I need cheques
Too many lines like creases, so my style needs a heat press
Permanently damaging these, so called better emcees
They better than me?
I'm so appalled, I'm actually sending them beats
They never call back and I see, they can't fuck with I.M.P
It took a while to see, they can't be what I'm on
They never seen what I saw
Oh yeah, the beat is by Don my n***a, yeah
I never needed your songs
I just needed alarms 'cause I been sleeping too long n***a
[Interlude]

[Verse 2: Mass The Difference]
Get It or die tryin'
The truth is I'm not lyin'
The proof is I spit fire
My drive is I don't tire
And me and Dweezy got it poppin' like it's '09
Bumpin' Weezy, young forver like the canines
Vampire shit
At the top is where we sit
And if we drop this fly shit, you know we in the cockpit
Never fold money, rubberband
My nose runny, e nyaka spetlele
Double back ke tshwere rekere
Bar mitzvah
They got their hands HYFR
The black jew, I know you lied and said we kick it with ya
Who is you?
I won't stop till I'm in Costa Rica
Chicas, all In my section as they capture pictures
And call up room service only just for water
You know I'm talking Voss, I Sip it like I'm sipping cola
Don't tell me what It cost, no budget, swear it's no controller
Ola, get my greetings like Motorola, eish