The Coolest Kid and Rapper in Africa, Nasty C dishes a new Rap track titled ” Can’t Imagine “. South African rapper, Nasty C, sets out to be the voice of his generation.
Nsikayesizwe David Ngcobo, better known by his stage name Nasty C, originates from Durban in the KwaZulu-Natal Province. He started rapping at the age of nine, having been influenced by his older brother who was a producer at the time.
Between 2013 and 2015 Nasty C dropped three mixtapes, One Kid A Thousand Coffins, C L.A.M.E. and Price City. But it was the one-off single, “Juice Back,” and the ensuing remix (featuring Davido and Cassper Nyovest), that propelled him into the spotlight. In 2016 Nasty C delivered his inaugural album, Bad Hair, and gave it away for free. The critically acclaimed award winning commercial re-release, Bad Hair Extensions, featured four new tracks, including a collaboration with US rap artist, French Montana.
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LYRICS
I can’t imagine my kingly self tryna mingle with y’all
Or talking down on those above me just to fish for applause
They try to come at me only to have me zip up their jaws
I’ll pick their business apart, I’ll get their children involved
I should cut ’em at their knees, I should cripple you all
I should bury a nigga then tweet, “We’re missing you, dawg”
I can’t believe you think we even, bitch, your vision is flawed
I’m in a league where you niggas never existed at all
Y’all never knew this was possible but y’all swear y’all deserve it
I’ve been flying the flag while y’all analyzing my turbulence
Y’all can cross me on purpose but y’all know all of y’all purposeless
I’m the motherfuckin’ army, thank me all for my services
You bunch of suburban kids, bitch, you know you ain’t heard this shit
When I feel unsatisfied with the game, I refurbish it
Then you sit on my furniture like your grandmother purchased it
Getting too comfortable and watch your words, kid
I keep my weapon on me ’cause I got some enemies
I’ma start confronting niggas right by some witnesses
‘Cause God forbid they touch me, then we’re all catching sentences
And I don’t trust my shooters neither, they’re on some vicious shit
We keep our distances, minding our businesses
Smile when they’re filming us ’cause we hide behind innocence
‘Cause we’re poppin’ like blemishes
Special treatment at embassies
Here at home and overseas
Pussy
Sho Mata
Sho case (Yeah)
Sho case
Sho case (Yeah)
Yeah
Aye
I can’t imagine me at thirty power tweeting in my room
About a dude and being so over the moon about it
While in my bank I’m seeing Os a lot and not the ones we boast about
And post about how I’m making a move about it
Just to be a msun about it
And cross my fingers and just hope that he won’t have nothing to do about it
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