ProVerb ft Lungelo – The Beginning Lyrics

Lyrics to The Beginning By ProVerb ft Lungelo

Verse 1.
They calling me the realist artist to drop/ they’re feeling the art a lot/ They thinking I’m killin it, but I’m still in the starting block/ cause I’m bringing the fresh cuts like I’ve been in the barbershop/ it’s feeling like I’m in the building I’m still in the parking lot/ it’s been a minute since I drop and they listening out to cop it/ figuring how to block him but they got limited options/ haven’t taken my shot and they thinking I’ve hit the target/ this isn’t even the start and they thinking of how to stop him/ They Panic when they see me coming swimming like a Shark fin/ mad when they see me running Like women and stockings/ they thinking maybe it’s full sprint I’m just jogging/ they thinking Jay-Z blueprint I’m just jotting/ they wishing on a star while I’m living on a comet/ lyrics are under par quite similar to golfing/ the differences are far if you considering the normal/ these listeners applaud before the kid has even started/

Verse 2:
And now I got them queuing at the outlets/ and the music isn’t out yet/ the show got dope reviews and that was just during the sound check/ they’re feeling the heat and the rumors are now spreading/ I’m killing these beats and producers are now threatened/ and that’s why I came hard on this beat production/ and all you dogs are Ray Charles you ain’t seen nothing/ I’m still in the bay parked and the keys are not in/ I was just taking my marks I’m not even running/ 100 meter dash and I’m the last to leave/ but I’m still leading the back they at the back of me/already on the second lap while you cats compete/ I keep seeing the checkered flag at only half the speed/ I’m just starting the engine/ parked at the entrance/ driving something with the iron mark as the emblem/ but I’m still far from the entrance/ I’m still waiting for the on your marks and the get set go!/

Verse 3.
Now they calling this the Year of the Pro/ I’m so severe with the flow/ that I should walk away clear with the gold/ that’s why they thought they were hearing the G.O.A.T/ the greatest of all time, that was just me clearing my throat/ as for the singles all of those hits there were simple/ the instrumentals were just kick snares an symbols/ in case you didn’t get the memo/ those 3 albums that you call my classics those were just my demos/ to intro, the rhyme cat in this rat race/ like being certified platinum before I’ve had the track laced/ or classic status while my script is a blank page/ or a standing ovation while I’m still in the back stage/ hoards of crowds, are screaming the chorus out/ screaming “encore” I haven’t even performed a sound/ they feeling this Kimberley cat an enormous amount/ what they call a victory lap is just my warm up round/

Hook:
I’ve only just started/ They think I’ve got it/ there’s no way I’m finishing/ it’s only the beginning/ x2
It’s only the beginning /it’s only the beginning /there’s no way I’m finishing/ it’s only the beginning/ x2