Published: 2024-02-07 15:38 Selection chords: Sarah Harris
Tonality
Intro:
Am
Brada
D
Yeh, me ah bloodclat, badman yute dem
Em
Yeh man
Woo
Verse:
Am
Guess whoʼs back up in the studio? The magic duo
D
And every album, every track is fugo
Em
Mina noLuna ʼbout to crack a new code
We Godʼs favourites, He blessed us mucho
And now the pockets full of cash, they too slow
Am
Benjamin Frank, the freshest blue notes
D
And rappers, when they tryna match my level, they gon’ have to Do coke
Em
Awu nigga lami
Mamela
Iʼm in a different galaxy, your favourite rapperʼs only wishinʼ on a star
Spittin’ off the top, but this shitʼs from thе heart
Check the rеcord scale, my shit off the charts
Kʼhlehlʼ u-fishi for the squad
My entourage, iyilwane kʼphela lova, this is Noahʼs ark
Iʼm in the deep end, snorkelinʼ, swimminʼ with the sharks
Pull up in a motorcade with tinted windows on the car
You gotta finish what you start
I got the classics, the cleanest repertoire
ʼMa gallery, thatʼs making millions off the art
The boy gon’ hit it out the park and they gon’ feel it
Tiger on the green, I been in the field for more spinach
I been at it for a minute, it’s that entrepreneurʼs spirit
You tried to pull the rug under my feet, Iʼm standinʼ on business
Ngaphʼ uKairo’s fatherʼs really gone and we all miss him
The competitive nature of this industry gone with him
Was really the sauce in it
You, rappers, ainʼt authentic
Fuck havinʼ an amazing roll-out if your songʼs gibberish
Saddens me, I had to close the door on signing talent
By putting ‘em under my wing, I thought it might propel ‘em
I was sacrificing more than I can fathom
Lotta money going out, was nothing coming in, was hard to strike the balance
Realised that I was bettinʼ on the homies
But, the label took a loss as life would have it, damn
Minor matters though
Had to cut the bleedinʼ, my confession
They my guys, thatʼs why I tell ‘em that I got ‘em anyway that I can help ‘em
The label is closinʼ up shop, a paradox
We just opened up shop
Like right again, itʼs a different type of challenge, yeah
Come get a dose of what Iʼm sellin’
S-Wave, baba, just get it right, tis nakʼshayʼ i-spelling
In a hybrid, XC90, a T8
If you catch me at the light, then Iʼm dustinʼ your V8
A clean stereo, Bowers & Wilkins on replay
Thereʼs plenty room in the back just for my ego, I need space
Meanwhile, white national teams are winninʼ the accolades
Mabhokobhoko going back-to-back in this
The cricket team is fabulous
The question is:
These people eSAFA, are they respectinʼ us?
Lucas akangene, we need his excellence
We so oblivious like we ainʼt even heard the tea
These banks are diabolical, they weakeninʼ your currency
I think we should be dealinʼ with it urgently
Itʼs evil to be purposely suppressinʼ all these people tryna earn they keep
And now itʼs 2024, elections cominʼ up
Iʼm hopinʼ they wonʼt steal the votes like just in front of us
Living in a failed state with leaders that are well-paid
Just like them white oppressors, theyʼll be endinʼ up on hellʼs gate
Rest in peace, Chris Ghelakis my mentor
Iʼm one your protégé because I studied your manual
And you told me to be humble and stand tall
Told me Iʼll be the greatest as a solo from the start and I went for it
The crib is a dladla with an amazing view
The guards are trigger-happy, them niggas ready to aim and pull
Youʼve seen my life on Pay-per-view
ʼCause, yʼall need a reality check
My TV show was my reality cheque and I was paid in full
Outro:
Itʼs calm
Bars and tings for mandem, you know?
Bhabhayini
