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1. |
Intro
02:19
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[Verse 1]
Steadily we’re stepping in, better than I’ve ever been
The pursuit of excellence is everything I represent
Let the Game resurrect, Yeshua is in my breath
Forget what you expected this is effortlessly elegant
The rhetoric we’re stepping with is heavy as an elephant
So heavenly’s my message I could etch another testament
My esoteric blessing is a weapon to be reckoned with
Definitely wrecking every record you can recollect
I hail from the continent where science was born
Throughout history we've ridden in the eye of the storm
We’ve seen the soil of our roots eroded
Chains unshackled but remain blindfolded
They’ve given us pestilence, injected us with syphilis
Fed us infertility, burned down our businesses
And we’re still here despite all that we’ve been through
Let’s fight the evil until our people are equal!
[Chorus]
You are now tuned in to the truth
Digging deep in search of life just like roots
Where you find new meaning in old scripture
With the same eyes you see a different picture
You are now tuned in to the truth
If you claim king you've got to bring proof
Word of warning: the real don't hold back
You can speak your opinion but not your own facts
[Verse 2]
Look, nobody ever survived life
So I’d only be afraid if I had to die twice
I spit with the significance of a risen Messiah
Feeding the believers while lighting the mic on fire
All you little beginners, I like the way that you spit it
But you can feel the difference when a tenth dan kicks it
Do more than hit boards when trying to master karate
I don’t throw shade, I eclipse celestial bodies
And there’s nobody beside me, I’m probably Haile Selassie
I got the kind of mind to defy the illuminati
Or emancipate a nation, just call me the true ngwazi
Evolving as fast as cichlids in Lake Malawi
Let my flow flood the world and never drain
Weak rappers will get washed up during my rain
With my mind’s eye I could open up the heavens
And every time I speak you can feel God’s presence
I’m a legend
[Chorus]
You are now tuned in to the truth
Digging deep in search of life just like roots
Where you find new meaning in old scripture
With the same eyes you see a different picture
You are now tuned in to the truth
If you claim king you've got to bring proof
Word of warning: the real don't hold back
You can speak your opinion but not your own facts
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2. |
Police State
03:52
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[Verse 1]
Moto, moto, moto, moto!
Fire in the streets of the township!
Moto, moto, moto, moto!
Teargas, the police are surrounded!
Now how did we arrive at this crisis?
Started with the body of a youth found lifeless
Last seen alive being taken into custody
For the crime of asking ‘what’s the government done for me?
There’s no water, no power, no medicine
But we find millions in the minister’s residence
Saying it’s from work, trying to test my intelligence
Now the community has an arrested development’
Her people were oppressed, she was just speaking out
Now that her life’s gone there’s nothing to speak about
Tonight the people take back our freedom
This is a false peace we no longer believe in
[Chorus]
Streets teach you to be street safe
When you live in a police state
They divide and they preach hate
When you live in a police state
They hit you with a piece for the peace sake
When you live in a police state
That abuse ain’t ever going to be taped
When you live in a police state
[Verse 2]
Making sure my family and friends eat
Before meeting my end I’m making ends meet
While some struggle and others have more
At least we’re all equal in the eyes of the law
But the course of justice never gets run
In the case of a few so then I guess some
Are more equal than others if you let the pigs tell it
The grease is so thick in the air you could smell it
If they push you, and you just take it
The bully’s going to test how much they can get away with
So we see silence begets injustice
We become powerful when words have substance
Now there’s hope in a wider horizon
But thinking outside the box can put you inside one
Is it really freedom if you’re living with the monsters?
Behind the bars is a prisoner of conscience
(Chorus)
[Verse 3]
All men breathe the same air as me
Cut through our flesh and yes we all bleed
And we all thirst when the well runs dry
Fear not of men because men must die
Even you who not rasta must dread
When leadership leads to bloodshed
Armies have authority but people have power
Bullets and bricks fly outside the ivory tower
Blood spills as you sip from your chalice
Not long before the peasants storm the palace
To take you to task for all of your misdeeds
And they do you like Louis XVI
They retaliate and you call them terrorists
But who would agree with the dead man’s rhetoric?
This is how it ends with betrayal of faith
Head of the state with his head on a stake
(Chorus)
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3. |
Showdem
03:02
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[Verse 1]
I’m addicted to chocolate
One lick and I shoot like a rocket
If she got a big booty and an afro
A man might turn into Rambo
Real G’s never stressing
Got a pocket full of blessings
If she takes it over there though
I’m a shoot my shot - Aguero
[Chorus]
I see you dip it low then
You start to twist it slow then
You take your hips and roll them
If you got skill then show them
Make it pop, let me see you switch it up
Drop it low, pick it up if you’re really real enough
You take your hips and roll them
If you got skill then show them
[Verse 2]
You say you do it for the culture
But you’re breaking bread with the vultures
You ain’t down for the cause like a soldier
Well we’ve got that locked, osawopa
If you want to act like a wasteman
You might get slapped like a wasteman
We don’t give dap to a wasteman
Throw shade and you’ll get cracked like Ray Bans
Boy, you don’t know my life!
I do way more than just own the mic
The gravity of my words could turn tides
Suck out of here with your Babylon vibes
‘cause I’ve had a long grind, I don’t want no badmind
Energy, around me, I’m trying to have a fun time
So if that girl wants to put it on me
I’m a shoot my shot - Henry
(Chorus)
[Verse 3]
My brothers keep it realer than National Geographic
There’s an animal attraction whenever you are the baddest
Ladies show love when they know that you run things
So we run through rubbers like Formula One teams
Cruising like Hamilton, I’m choosing the baddest one
Like a supermarket I’m scanning and bagging them
The whole club’s staring at how she be clapping them
But it doesn’t matter as long as she’s having fun
All y’all fools want to stress her
It’s a test and you flunked the semester
But I don’t gas her up like Teslas
I just kick knowledge and I bless her
You and your crew hate me? My God
Let the blind lead the blind, you ain’t seeing I, dog
I flick it with finesse like Pogba
Then I shoot my shot – Drogba
(Chorus)
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4. |
Ukunama!
03:22
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[Verse 1]
From the thunder I’m birthed, my steps shatter the earth
Whenever I lay a verse a rapper’s laid in a hearse
Even when I’m clowning I bring down Gotham
Why would I be scared of some boys fake mobbing?
You boys got a problem: you’re putting on an act
The life that you lead ain’t what you put up on the track
Claiming to be gutter, brother let’s talk facts
You were at St Andrews, how are you in the trap?
You say you love the lean, I think we get the picture
For every single sip you’re photographer is with you
You’re an Instagram gangster, a Soundcloud thug
You claim to be beasts but faint at the sight of blood
Music penetrates the melanin, vibrates your skeleton
Down to the marrow you can feel that I’m better than
All these little acts trying to stop me from getting in
I don’t recommend trying to step to an elephant, boy stop
[Chorus]
Say you’re making mad racks? (Ukunama!)
We never hear about that (Ukunama!)
Say that you’re a big deal? (Ukunama!)
But your Rolex ain’t real, (Ukunama!)
We see you stunting on the gram (Ukunama!)
But you still owe your man (Ukunama!)
Say you’re running this town? (Ukunama!)
If you’re the king where’s your crown? (Ukunama!)
[Verse 2]
We’re in the same game but playing in different leagues
You might get relegated so watch how you pick your team
We got the master plan, you’re more like a fiend’s scheme
But y’all sip lean, I convene with supreme beings
Until you deal in truth you can’t compete with elites
Reading through your facade and all I see is deceit
You keep selling dreams, but baby we need receipts
‘cause you were at KA, how are you in the streets?
All show, no action, sucker, you’re like a mannequin
We ain’t backing the fallacy that you’re real coz you’re African
Just the fact that I challenge their act is having them panicking
If you’re wack, I’ll dismantle your tracks and you’ll never rap again
Survival of the fittest, sissy go hit the gym!
You can’t ball with us coz we’re playing above the rim
Go against us and you think you’re getting the win?
If you burn bridges you better know how to swim
Best of luck to you!
[Chorus]
Say you’re making mad racks? (Ukunama!)
We never hear about that, (Ukunama!)
Say that you’re a big deal? (Ukunama!)
But your rolex ain’t real, (Ukunama!)
We see you stunting on the gram, (Ukunama!)
But you still owe your man. (Ukunama!)
Say you’re running this town? (Ukunama!)
If you’re the king where’s your crown? (Ukunama!)
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5. |
One More Night
03:36
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[Verse 1]
I can’t say I’m not nervous
With every knock I’m hurting
Each time your door stays closed
I feel the heartbreak grow
And I’ve felt no fire like you
You feel this way for me too
Our bond is so deep
Tell me you won’t leave
[Chorus]
Let me love you for
Let me hold you for
Kiss and squeeze you for
Touch and tease you for
Feel your shine just for (One more night)
Ease your mind one more (One more night)
Make you laugh just for (One more night)
It’s all I ask, one more (One more night)
[Verse 2]
If asked what kept the sun shining
And what it was had your heart smiling
Then you would call me the answer
Now when I call, you don’t answer
Maybe it’s me and I’m underachieving
A future with me doesn’t seem too appealing
What you believe is I’ve reached my ceiling
But before you leave, baby girl I’m pleading
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
The chocolate’s stale and the roses are wilted
Love never dies until our Pride kills it
Hold off speaking so long that it hurts
Each of us with too much pride to text first
Let’s take it back to before we were over
Arms ‘round your waist while kissing upon your shoulders
In our love nest, our hearts made a home
Laying on my chest as we watch Game of Thrones
What am I to do when I miss you immensely?
The sky seems broken, the earth feels empty
More than a lover, to me you’re like family
‘cause you’re the only one who truly understands me
So girl, just open up your door
It’s cold outside, I can’t take it anymore
To make it work I’ll risk it all if I have to
And every single night I will ask you
[Chorus]
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6. |
AMG Ambitions
03:33
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[Chorus]
Lamborghini dreams, AMG ambitions
Praying for the whips with the signatures on the engines
Humble beginnings turn to fabulous endings
If we go all in I know that we’re going to get it
Lamborghini dreams, AMG ambitions
Praying for the whips with the signatures on the engines
Humble beginnings turn to fabulous endings
If we go all in I know that we’re going to get it
[Verse 1]
Riding through Jozi, backseat of a taxi
Staring out the window and watching my life pass me
Seeing A6s, dreaming about having those
Then saw the SLS pull up at the Michelangelo
If this is fate, I’m gripping it by the reigns
Realizing the vision’s in need of a wider frame
Searching beyond the stitching inside a designer name
On the road to riches just looking to find a lane
Mastering pain, ‘cause I get constantly ridiculed
Each mistake’s a disaster, each accomplishment’s miniscule
I’ve got a question for my critics, tell me this:
Where the fuck were you at 26?
Got accolades on the wall, My MSc’s in the bag
An enterprise in the works, the skill set’s getting vast
There’s dollar signs in the clouds, I’m under this glass ceiling
But give me a pen and pad and I’ll write my way to a million
(Chorus)
[Verse 2]
I’ve never voted, never thought it would work
‘cause we’re better represented by presidents in the dirt
Need that Shawn Corey blessing when you pray for me
Until it comes I’ll slay these niggas faithfully
You see, young brothers, we’ve got nothing to lose
What makes us even worse: we’ve got something to prove
Trading sleep for dreams, yeah we know what it costs
So we can stunt on behalf of all the soldiers we lost
If God loves us I promise it’s not that far
Imagining Lambos, bumping ‘I’m Not a Star’
Flipping through magazines, discussing what would be ours
Then sampling the handling racing in Project Cars
Euphoria found in the symphony of exhaust notes
Masons building maisons looking just like a Ross quote
On the rise for doper rides to open eyes
Hustle A to Z, to rake the Gs, it’s Doe or Die
(Chorus)
[Verse 3]
Picturing all the cold nights in Brighton
Heavy mist in breath as I strengthen what I’m reciting
All the while I write assignments on campus before I shimmy
To the last train from Falmer to make it back to the city
Walking out of the station en route to meet with the plug
He just copped an E-Class off the strength of his bud
Salute him and then it’s back to my room and back to the mission
So I light one up and then write it into existence
[Refrain]
Lamborghini dreams, AMG ambitions…
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7. |
Betrayal
03:51
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[Chorus]
Damn it’s so dangerous, looking for a way to trust
Niggas claim they’re with you but they’re bitter when your paper’s up
Stress so much staying clear of the haters
When suckers in your clique will be the ones to betray you
Some homies ain’t your friends, and that’s just what it is
Some homies ain’t your friends, and that’s just what it is
Some homies ain’t your friends, and that’s just what it is
Some homies ain’t your friends, and that’s just what it is
[Verse 1]
The illest in these ends, nothing troubling the team
One of my oldest friends, and a hustler supreme
Though I wasn’t around whenever you hit a lick
You always held me down, introduced me to my chick
Schooled me in the game, man everything you say is real
Do anything for you, ride or die since training wheels
These other cliques been envious of our capers
But you’ve been a little distant ever since you got paper
They hit me with some news that was doomed to ruin the crew
While I was on the move you were cruising ‘round with my boo
Now I’m consumed by the rumours assuming that they’re all true
As soon as I got that Ruger I knew just what I would do
But this just can’t be real, like where do I begin?
You played my like a stranger; I thought you were my kin
I’ll let my heart just, give way to the darkness
You’re my par, but I’ll slay you regardless
Come over unannounced to see if she’s at your place
I guess she saw me coming and must’ve dipped like a skate
I thought you’d be too ashamed to look me right in my face
But you’re still smiling and joking as if we’re mates
Giving me a wink, suggesting we have fun
I guess you can’t shame somebody who has none
Pitiful, there’s no better way to settle this grudge
‘cause some niggas don’t get the message ‘til it’s written in blood
(Chorus)
[Verse 2]
They say the ninth circle of hell is reserved for traitors
With Lucifer chewing Judas and Brutus inside his lair
We’d never jam each other, of this I was always certain
For this kind of betrayal I’m sending you to the serpent
Such an awkward position ‘cause it was you I respect
I knelt to pray for you; you put a noose ‘round my neck
But I’m mad at myself, I put you next to me
And if you lay with dogs, then expect the fleas
If life ain’t shit but stress and fake niggas
And the treacherous women we choose to lay with us
Then I don’t see a problem with just ending it all
As long as I have you to bring along for the fall
But yo, let’s roll out and post up by the dam
We can sit and reminisce about how this began
You were getting bullied and I came to your aid
Since then anybody who tried us would catch a fade
As I wonder if you know there’s a gun on my waist
You tell me that our friendship must’ve been fate
Your hand on my shoulder as I reach in my denim
How the hell do you trust me when my eyes bleed venom?
Now I’m aiming at a face that’s covered in shock
This didn’t dawn on you til you heard the cock?
For a time you played the part of a brother so well
But that time’s gone, I guess we’ll see each other in hell
(Chorus)
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8. |
In The Wild
03:54
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[Verse 1]
Let me take you on a journey through hell
Through a story only a chosen few are worthy to tell
Where the evil of man consumes you if you feed it
Let me move you with my thoughts just like telekinesis
Now we’re looking at a place where the people are desperate
Neglected by a system where their vision’s infested
With images of decadence until their spirits’ infected
Obsessed with possessing bling; rings and necklaces
Living reckless in pursuit of material
Trying to be fly is leading to early burials
We learn to read intentions just to keep alive
Like seeing the innocence inside a street kid’s eyes
That is until they pull razor blades out
No hesitation to put that iron straight to your mouth
Home invaders plotting on robbing you and raping your spouse
Safe to say, you’re not even safe in your house
[Chorus]
Welcome to the wild where it’s never safe
And you might get chowed if you hesitate
Where the wolves got their eyes on your child
Now this is how you survive in the wild:
No fear, ready for anything
No fear, we’re ready for anything
No fear, ready for anything
Ready for anything
[Verse 2]
Dreams of whips from Bavaria
Popping cherries with cheddar, chilling in M chariots
They’re envisioning palaces, sitting on slum terraces
Smoking on that product to treat the trauma like therapists
Some bunnies will poach you, approach with a perky pair of tits
They’re trying to get it too so be careful who you cherish
A nefarious Aquarius known throughout these areas
“She looks like an angel” don’t trust appearances
Misguided youth, you’re wondering where the parents went
Abandoned, it’s a harrowing tale on how they handle this
Making money through malice just builds up barriers?
To them it’s a paradox, like happy marriages
Or pastors paying prostitutes, but the truth’s precarious
Where we’re from, you learn to speak three languages:
Sex, drugs, and the cash that we have to get
It was never romance when our dinners were candle lit
(Chorus)
[Verse 3]
Now, what fortune does a fool inherit?
An ego too big to learn is just doomed to perish
I’ve got a dose of truth if you choose to hear it
It takes one bad day to consume the spirit
There’s snakes in the grass, crocodiles in the reeds
Jackals in the bushes, be cautious how you proceed
The incentive to sin is to simply escape the poverty
To be rich or righteous? That’s the dichotomy
How do you choose when your people die constantly?
The jobs don’t hire, instead, you try robbery
Extortion or dealing to better your life quality
Decisions have you looking at cells like biology
Stress turns you into a gin aficionado
This is Man vs Wild: survival against my rivals
They bare fangs but baby I’m Bear Grylls
And a bear eats whatever a bear kills for real
(Chorus)
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9. |
Lingua Franca pt I
03:49
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[Verse 1]
I’m from a land where revolution is dead
Being free to speak your mind could put a price on your head
Where the youth have risen to see the truth forbidden
And any news we’re given is just a euphemism
For the harsh truth of our people being extorted
Try to birth knowledge, you’ll see it being aborted
Politicians thrive on an uninformed populous
It’s why they build palaces instead of funding the colleges
On this continent we have assets in abundance
But the public servants ain’t ever serving the public
Tell China and The West that everything’s for sale
With a rigged judicial system they’re never going to jail
It’s either indifference or incompetence
But the continent is awakening to new consciousness
And slowly starts to see that the ones who lead them deceive them
Now legions across the region are screaming begging for freedom
We immediately see that we need a new medium to reach
The people aggrieved by the greedy deeds of the evil
And though it’s farfetched, it would put me at ease
To see us defeat the beast if we achieve it through peace
I mean, even a demon could be redeemed
But it seems nobody’s willing to give up being a fiend
Sometimes I want to scratch my eyes out of my face
Forced to watch as the motherland gets raped
[Chorus]
The world’s so cold, I might just blow
And lose myself in the incense smoke
In a vision I meet with the ancestors
As they proceed to give me a mad lecture
Like, ‘Young one, where do you come from?
In our homeland you speak a strange tongue’
But if I want to be heard
I have no choice but to speak these words
[Verse 2]
We’re independent but not autonomous
As long as donors give us these dollars, they’re calling shots for us
We have no authority over our economy
The directives they give us are meant to keep us in poverty
So, our commodities remain under-priced
They import them for cheap while they’re feigning advice
Then come on our land with a claim to the rights
And our leaders allow it in exchange for a slice
Or, suddenly you hear about a war
With the supply of oil or platinum at the core
Rebels with rocket launchers are rolling in new Toyotas
I wonder where they source the petroleum for their motors
They even have tanks, so who’s supplying the weapons?
It’s a scheme from the West to justify their presence
They set up shell companies financing the conflict
Then go to the UN and say that they need to stop it
And once all the pawns are in place
They designate a space for a military base
And send in peace-keepers but are they keeping the peace
Or do they patrol our soil just seeking what’s underneath?
Look, nobody wins in war
Except for arms manufacturers, Mineral extractors
Traffickers of women and children who get captured
And the hand-puppets of the imperial masters
(Chorus)
[Verse 3]
Our land remains idle under these false idols
With their hands on bibles, concerned only with their own survival
Willing to mine blood diamonds and trade lives to remain shining
To defeat this beast requires crucial timing, yet we sleep
And the world ignores this cause even more
Than a poor bastard orphan son of a whore with autism
They actively decide to blindfold your third eye to keep you docile
And quote the Good Book so we overlook the abuse of power. God smiles
We could remain complacent and wait for reincarnation
And let the devil that walks the earth keep our nation
Or, we could wake up
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10. |
Lingua Franca pt II
02:04
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[Verse 1]
How do we believe that the future is ours?
Dominated by foreign powers who only seek to devour
It’s like they allowed the wolves through the border
Who would respect the shepherd who led his lamb to slaughter?
But, how the hell did it come to this?
From a position of wealth to just sustenance?
The truth is a mirror the hands of time have shattered
Forced to believe the image in the fragments gathered
So I surrendered myself to a strange tide
And learned to see a different picture with the same eyes
To be free and defy the regime
Understand the mechanics behind the machine
‘til they become conscious they will never rebel
Until they have rebelled they cannot become conscious
So the first order of business for any conqueror
Is to force his tongue upon the conquered
Unify wills by speaking the same language
Shackling our minds just like brain damage
Certain thoughts are unique to certain languages, I fear
Once the language is dead, so are the ideas
The slave trade was the beginning of the fall
African city-states sold people in their stalls
In exchange, Europeans had guns to trade
By invading their neighbours they sparked an arms race
With better weapons they could take more slaves
And create more wealth for the old city-state
The end of the slave trade made economies collapse
That’s when the missionaries could penetrate the map
A man from the Middle East was given to us as white
So we associate the colour with the Christ
And if they’re closer to God then surely they must be right
So anything they do is accepted without a fight
They use the good book to justify our oppression
And say that we’re all paying for Ham’s transgression
Cursed to work in service of our relatives
In search of the truth go further back in Genesis:
“Let us make man in our image”
The first men were African so what does that tell us?
From Kilwa Kisiwani, up to Mogadishu
Down to Great Zimbabwe there’s proof of an issue
With their narrative that we were uncivilised
Understand their victory is based on a lie
And the lie spreads in the language of the monster
Common tongue of the conquered, the Lingua Franca
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11. |
Footprints
03:06
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[Verse 1]
Supreme writer, my pen’s like a fiend’s lighter
The dope inside of my quotes is ignited when I recite it
Ain’t enough grams in your amateur rhyme patterns
Triple beam dreams, I’m here to restore balance
The Game’s saturated with suckers who think they have it
In league with too many squares, the circles are sycophantic
You’re under the illusion they’re the peeps you should rock with
‘til you see their loyalty’s only as deep as your pockets
Damn, I see them squander the potential that their life had
Who would have thought that your morals have a price tag?
Cash opens jaws that desire purses
Self-righteous side chicks posting bible verses
Let them play their games, I’m looking for something more
Coz I always believed in Illmatic track number four
But what’s our reason for dreaming, pursuing the sublime
If we keep feeding our demons to prove that we’ve done fine?
[Chorus]
Footprints of phantoms
We don’t understand them
Spend our whole lives chasing ghosts
Will you ever come close?
Footprints of phantoms
We don’t understand them
Spend our whole lives chasing ghosts
Will you ever come close?
[Verse 2]
All I see is alcoholics on half of my family tree
To be slave to my desires is not who I plan to be
To beat true warriors and break through barriers
Just to fumble on the world stage like Karius
To feel the self-loathing of letting down your team
Seeing your life’s dream get reduced to a meme
Am I cursed by genetics to make the same mistakes?
Or did God give me will so I could change my fate?
Where I’m from life expectancy is ‘bout 56
I’m halfway there so of course I’m shitting bricks
Three homies lost in accidents, one died of AIDS
All for the love of the loads or getting laid
We could have had it all if our gospel was to gain
And celebrate the win with a nostril full of caine
Overdose and leave a beautiful corpse in our villas
The same things that thrill us, kill us
[Chorus]
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12. |
Fake Deep [Skit]
00:35
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13. |
Win (featuring Kananji)
03:00
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[Verse 1: Black Isco]
Oh Lord, it’s a black god flow
I wasn’t born, I descended from the cosmos
To drop more bars of gold than you can measure
I’m Mansa Musa on his pilgrimage to Mecca
Let’s all come together. The hustle never sleeps
Our table looks better, when everybody eats
An organised unit is dangerous on the front
Five mouths to feed is twenty limbs to hunt
Arm, leg, leg, arm, head
The hustle’s God body, take His body as bread
Weed out the phonies amongst your familiars
Or one of them could trade you for thirty pieces of silver
Heard it all the time: another day another dollar
We aim to pull a century every twenty four hours
Flowing like the Amazon, shooting down targets
Moving like Bezos, innovate the market
[Chorus: Black Isco]
Oh, that’s how you feel? Well take it on the chin
We grind until we can’t, and then we grind again
Man, you got to love it, my hustlers going in
Something out of nothing, that’s what we call a win
Take it on the chin, my hustlers going in
Something out of nothing, that’s what we call a win
Take it on the chin, my hustlers going in
Something out of nothing, that’s what we call a win
[Verse 2: Kananji]
Look
It’s King Kananji on ya, rep impeccable as God
I’m at the pedestal like sentinels, I’m Magic on the guard
I’m Patrick at The Garden, I’ll get you carted
When I get on I go off, don’t get me started
At your head heavy, John Chilembwe holding mass
Esophagus sarcophagus, leave you bodied in a cast
Me and Black sitting back, with a stamp on the game
Talking respect, put some of that on my name
I’m talking W-I-N-N-E-R, we are the champs
I tell no fucking lie, niggas fucking lie, we take a stand
I don’t shuck and jive, niggas duck and dive on solid land
Want to come at I? Please advise your guy that’s not a plan
On top of the podium I be holding that gold
Yeah I’m good, no sodium on my clothes
What’s salt to saucy? I’ve been bossy since Kelis
I ain’t one for begging, I ain’t coming second nigga please, King!
[Chorus: Kananji]
Oh, that’s how you feel? Well take it on the chin
We grind until we can’t, and then we grind again
Man, you got to love it, my hustlers going in
Something out of nothing, that’s what we call a win
Take it on the chin, my hustlers going in
Something out of nothing, that’s what we call a win
Take it on the chin, my hustlers going in
Something out of nothing, that’s what we call a win
[Chorus: Black Isco]
Oh, that’s how you feel? Well take it on the chin
We grind until we can’t, and then we grind again
Man, you got to love it, my hustlers going in
Something out of nothing, that’s what we call a win
Take it on the chin, my hustlers going in
Something out of nothing, that’s what we call a win
Take it on the chin, my hustlers going in
Something out of nothing, that’s what we call a win
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14. |
All Love
04:00
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[Verse 1]
You were born for greatness, embrace it; don’t ever doubt it
These haters will try to break you but face it and don’t allow it
You’ve got to nurture your skills, from the roots ‘til they rise
Seeing your rose bloom will be the thorn in their side, see
I could tell you just what the root of the malice is:
A real one’s presence will have them feeling inadequate
I establish my status as one of the baddest out
The way I crafted these raps, these cats ain’t having a doubt
My rep is impeccable, F’s a fresh intellectual
With a blessing immeasurable, the projection is destitute
For a hundred percent of you trying to mess with my revenue
‘cause at my worst, I’ll still be getting the best of you
Suckers got the nerve to think they’re veteran spitters?
But you’ve got no bars, that’s why your message never delivers
Everybody talks about how they’re the illest
But your style’s like dying in my sleep: I don’t feel it
[Chorus]
Always strive, never giving up
One life to live, we’ve got to live it up
And it’s all love, man let it breathe
When all’s said and done, we’ve got to be free
Always strive, never giving up
One life to live, we’ve got to live it up
And it’s all love, man let it breathe
When all's said and done, we’ve got to be free
[Verse 2]
To everybody on the grind: God bless your hustle!
For the pain you’ve endured, man, flex your muscle
I know it weighs heavy but you shoulder the load
Never stress bro, music’s creatine for the soul
And it’s a blessing, everyday living I’m going to spread it
Get the message: we’re all on Earth to serve a purpose
That’s the essence. It’s best to invest every second
Trying to perfect it. And when it’s your turn to rest
You’ll be a legend. The quest got me feeling so undefeated
Power and ambition you’ll find in my triple helix
See, the strength of my spirit surprises even myself
When I wrestled the devil, he prayed to Jesus for help
Even the swine know that I got divine flows
They only throw shade ‘cause I got the shine, bro
My every action is mathematically accurate
Substance over style and my style is immaculate
(Chorus)
[Verse 3]
We’re all trying to take a slice of a small cake
When there’d be more to eat if we all learned to bake
It’s not about spending, it’s ‘bout your earning capacity
We as black people have to escape this tragedy
Slave to a racial system that’s driven to make you give in
Caged in a mental prison to limit what you envision
That higher key your heart is yet to see
The irony is these bars could set you free
Trust the process, longevity is the goal
Scammers get the flash but soon enough they’re exposed
Trust in your brand is a long-term profit maker
Integrity comes first, put principle over paper
We could collaborate, why fight for loot?
Water each other’s seeds, that’s twice the fruit
I bare soul on this track like an African runner
I’m back with the thunder to make it rain stacks for the summer
And that’s real
(Chorus x2)
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15. |
Likoma Sunsets
04:34
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[Verse 1]
Your heart once was my safe haven
But a man just became complacent
And took for granted an angel’s patience
Now I’m standing hell adjacent
With these arms that yearn to hold you
A head full of words that I wish I told you
A heart that’s aching, a stare that’s vacant
Broken plans and missed vacations
And I’m sorry for being distant
Communication was inconsistent
So many times when I should have listened
You shed tears, I appeared indifferent
These mistakes have taught me lessons
I can’t waste these precious seconds
So if ever you need assistance
I leave you this proposition
[Chorus]
You just have to call me
And I will be there for you
You just have to call me
And I will be there for you
[Verse 2]
My pen bleeds on my heart’s behalf
To mourn the love lost that we thought would last
Still full of hurt from the day that you left
You meant more to me than I ever expressed
My love, my heart, my muse
The night sky that I gazed into
The one thing I would always choose
The reason why I sing these blues
Remember our plan to make a great escape?
Me and you in a canoe navigating the lake
Your skin glistening, wind under your sundress
To Likoma Island to watch the sunset
We sail but don’t foresee the storm
The love boat sinks and we grieve and mourn
The flame is doused and the feeling’s gone
But you hope from the ash there’s a phoenix born
(Chorus)
[Verse 3]
Staring at her picture had you wanting to sing
Going to the jewellers, looking for rings
Planned a life together with a feeling sweet
Now when you see her, you don’t even speak
You stay silent, internalizing your grief
Love becomes a myth that doesn’t fit your beliefs
You sleep with a dozen women just to fill a void
You pretend to be a man but you’re still a boy
Way too scared to confront your feelings
But on the other side of fear is healing
Look, you can’t regret your passions
Own the pain and accept what happened
Slowly maturing after a tough loss
Growth was overdue, but growth at what cost?
I denied the truth but in time it’s felt
That I may have had to lose you to find myself
(Chorus)
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16. |
Angels
04:35
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[Verse 1]
Never pray for the win, I pray to be my best self
Crack the game and scramble plans, I’m never walking on egg shells
Grind hard and create wealth as long as we invest well
Keep our word and build together, we spread sheets when we excel
Life’s full of surprises, threats and debts of all sizes
Devils wearing disguises, but angels opened my eyelids
I looked deep in that void, and saw the truth with my boys
I’m a show you what Muzi showed me, that life’s to be enjoyed
Got to live it up for the years that we grafted, see we went abroad and came back with a masters
That’s something real, don’t take that for granted, some niggas just go back with a blanket
We pushed through the stress and fears, learned through a lens that was less than clear
Wasn’t a long time, but the best of years, these bonds that were built over sweat and tears
That’s real, and you know this, stay above the water like lotus
Third eye open with an ultralight beam you might get scorched by the focus
Focused on bringing life to my people, giving praise and we fighting the evil
Follow the light and take arms where it leads you, don’t be idle this a fight where we need you
[Chorus]
I’ve been lifted, forgiven, and learned to count my blessings
I’ve been flexing, finessing, and all my friends are legends
Haters stressing, forget them. They hate to see me winning
Hey man listen, I’m tripping. All these angels I’ve been given?
I’ve been lifted, forgiven, and learned to count my blessings
I’ve been flexing, finessing, and all my friends are legends
Haters stressing, forget them. They hate to see me winning
Hey man listen, I’m tripping. All these angels I’ve been given?
Man, I’m blessed
[Verse 2]
Shout out to my brother Maya, that’s the man I stay solid with
Always sitting and politicking but more than just economists
I owe a lot to these homies, Kevsta, Mwizzy and Troney
Showed me life might have no limit if you shoot your shot like Kobe
Admire strength in Kali, Patty P got the sauce
Yung Cutter, go get that butter, the Liberian game is yours
Can’t forget about Mac and Willz, helped me to adapt my skills
The first niggas in MW that made me believe rap is real
The whole rap game looking like it’s a cult, I know you have more somewhere in your vault
Don’t waste your time trying to sound like someone else ‘cause you’ll never be satisfied with the results
Push it to the limit, never fall into a gimic, you’re original, don’t give into the pressure of the business
Put faith in your vision when you’re making a decision, and I promise you’ll last past the fads that we witness
Get into a pocket that’ll lead you to the cash
Flip a thousand twenty times that’s a billi in the bag
All my niggas I couldn’t fit in the verse I still got y’all in my prayers
Celebrations all come with cake and that cake comes in layers
(Chorus)
[Verse 3]
You see my voice is fine wine, won’t let you boys define mine
Don’t want no Shady partners here, coz I’m not Royce da 5’9”
Though I still go for mine and I open minds with my dopest rhymes and I tow the line
For everybody trying to make it past the coldest times, coz to elevate your soul is my sole assignment
The animalism of Capitalism has driven some niggas to cannibalism
Happy to pillage and massacre innocents as long as the killing is making a killing
African children we have to be vigilant, tackle this mission with passion and diligence
Tasked to envision and plan an efficient and ethical system for stacking the Benjamins
Got to flip the statistics, everybody’s running in the Victim Olympics
Get realistic, makes no sense to expect some respect from oppressive resistance
There’s millions here that need healing, those odds might give you a bad feeling
But don’t stop as long as you keep breathing, go hard and shatter the glass ceiling
Level spelled backwards is level, it’s all balance, levels come with new devils, it’s all malice
Devils just test your mettle, it’s all challenge depending on the cloth you’re cut from, all fabric
When you’re full of light it reflects, never been the type to be stressed
Haters got a right to vexed, I arrive with the cheques and I rightfully flex
(Chorus)
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Black Isco England, UK
I'm Black Isco—rapper, producer, finance pro, and community leader. Beats are my stories, inspired by K.R.I.T, Mos Def, and Lupe. I'm not just about making you move; I'm here to make you think. Beyond music, I'm into entrepreneurship, aiming for legacies. These songs are a call to action, motivating minds. Community is my heartbeat. Let's make noise, inspire, and strive for greatness together. ... more
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