Thoughts of a cathedral
Filled with melinated Bodies of my people
While the other side makes Us think we equals
Its very leathel
When you think everything Peaceful
In the darkness lurks evil
Like the ages of medieval
Rep all the power that i sow With my needle
But the use of constitution And politics make me Feeble
My skin tone illigal
Ill teach my very fetal to Sore high like an eagle
We where meant to be Regal
Painted as treacherous Weaselse so deceitful
And we let it be like the 70s We the beetles
Beat em
The f*ck up
Cant touch us
The father who we trust
Even though they used the Nigga to put us all in cuffs
It sucks
Bafanaba petori here to Show you this is us
The city lacking love
The city where ya mental Really gotta be tough
Benzes blowing passed you Still waiting for da Re up
Thoughts of dinkabi putting A pistol to a niggas brain Gangsters influenced by Mafias we are one and the Same
Seperate the people and Make think that they are You blame
And kill a freedom fighter Like the loss of life is worth The fame
Segregate the people from Economy and funds
Fill their hands with guns
These are the f*cking slums
You come to tell the truth And reconcile after a F*cking while the dark skin Bodies in a pile and still Their children smile
Why dont you just set these People free from this Mentality
You bought their souls and Never paid a fee
This aint our destiny
Nigga please
Children adopting the Dialects of diasporas
I know that i and i are Nothing less than f*cking Authors
I just wanna make it rain
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Thoughts of a cathedral
Filled with melinated Bodies of my people
While the other side makes Us think we equals
Its very leathel
When you think everything Peaceful
In the darkness lurks evil
Like the ages of medieval
Rep all the power that i sow With my needle
But the use of constitution And politics make me Feeble
My skin tone illigal
Ill teach my very fetal to Sore high like an eagle
We where meant to be Regal
Painted as treacherous Weaselse so deceitful
And we let it be like the 70s We the beetles
Beat em
The f*ck up
Cant touch us
The father who we trust
Even though they used the Nigga to put us all in cuffs
It sucks
Bafanaba petori here to Show you this is us
The city lacking love
The city where ya mental Really gotta be tough
Benzes blowing passed you Still waiting for da Re up
Thoughts of dinkabi putting A pistol to a niggas brain Gangsters influenced by Mafias we are one and the Same
Seperate the people and Make think that they are You blame
And kill a freedom fighter Like the loss of life is worth The fame
Segregate the people from Economy and funds
Fill their hands with guns
These are the f*cking slums
You come to tell the truth And reconcile after a F*cking while the dark skin Bodies in a pile and still Their children smile
Why dont you just set these People free from this Mentality
You bought their souls and Never paid a fee
This aint our destiny
Nigga please
Children adopting the Dialects of diasporas
I know that i and i are Nothing less than f*cking Authors
I just wanna make it rain
Filled with melinated Bodies of my people
While the other side makes Us think we equals
Its very leathel
When you think everything Peaceful
In the darkness lurks evil
Like the ages of medieval
Rep all the power that i sow With my needle
But the use of constitution And politics make me Feeble
My skin tone illigal
Ill teach my very fetal to Sore high like an eagle
We where meant to be Regal
Painted as treacherous Weaselse so deceitful
And we let it be like the 70s We the beetles
Beat em
The f*ck up
Cant touch us
The father who we trust
Even though they used the Nigga to put us all in cuffs
It sucks
Bafanaba petori here to Show you this is us
The city lacking love
The city where ya mental Really gotta be tough
Benzes blowing passed you Still waiting for da Re up
Thoughts of dinkabi putting A pistol to a niggas brain Gangsters influenced by Mafias we are one and the Same
Seperate the people and Make think that they are You blame
And kill a freedom fighter Like the loss of life is worth The fame
Segregate the people from Economy and funds
Fill their hands with guns
These are the f*cking slums
You come to tell the truth And reconcile after a F*cking while the dark skin Bodies in a pile and still Their children smile
Why dont you just set these People free from this Mentality
You bought their souls and Never paid a fee
This aint our destiny
Nigga please
Children adopting the Dialects of diasporas
I know that i and i are Nothing less than f*cking Authors
I just wanna make it rain
Writer: Nhlakanipho Ngcobo
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