Yeah...To the Gods reborn in us
Thank you for choosing us to carry this message to generations to come
Wouldn't have made it this far if it wasn't for the witchcraft and bitter hearts
An African praise for exposing our strength in the times that we've given up
We always have it tough in the ghetto, even if our parents' cheese is enough to get us through the day
It's because their own parents' cheese didn't last
It's life. It's okay
It's forces of nature. African kings never rush
With IIREI's patience, the game is a patient after we hospitalise
A business mind at a young age, and tlhopheho is a rare occasion
Mzwest, mjita 'ka, broer makasana, as'pushe this money rotation
Huh! Oledi is ageing and I wonder when it is will I make it
Will I be able to be my own thaima, son and self at the same time?
G! I'm already the holy trinity. Do you understand my damn frustrations?
Many think that I carry the key to the future, so some wanna take it
What's the key to success? I'm chasing too. Tale in The Matrix
I say, "I am the one, but the only one that knows it"
Then you man-handle offence. Might as well take it!"
Damn
Yeah
Man they might as well take it
Ya
I don't know why they don't hide it though Aii
Yeah
(Ey)I chill with some nigga's with plans
Of making some Rands
Then Nigga's who say wassup
I f*ck with Hennessy but them European's
Got us bragging bout some f*cking cups
Working in stressful conditions to do it all over again when we hit the club
While they be golfing talking profits cos the course has been us
Where making it out;
Is bitches unzipping their pants cos your money can double up
So many events;
You know nobody but you fear yourself so you showing up
You got a car;
Asiye da, we gonna help you with petroleum
We getting Kentucky as for directions from that nigga selling chicken dust
Ulim lam luyapholis...
In empty space siyahlobis...
They easy waves bayalalis...
Relax joh sobaqondis...
So I lost some fans in those four lines
Should I go in English all the time?
Delete my heritage, weaken currency, embrace the fact that I'm colonized?
Huh?
Perspective Video (MV)
Performed By: IIREI & Fanele Thee & Tale
Language: English
Length: 4:47
Written by: Fanele Zulu, Tumelo Selemela
IIREI & Fanele Thee & Tale - Perspective Lyrics
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Yeah...To the Gods reborn in us
Thank you for choosing us to carry this message to generations to come
Wouldn't have made it this far if it wasn't for the witchcraft and bitter hearts
An African praise for exposing our strength in the times that we've given up
We always have it tough in the ghetto, even if our parents' cheese is enough to get us through the day
It's because their own parents' cheese didn't last
It's life. It's okay
It's forces of nature. African kings never rush
With IIREI's patience, the game is a patient after we hospitalise
A business mind at a young age, and tlhopheho is a rare occasion
Mzwest, mjita 'ka, broer makasana, as'pushe this money rotation
Huh! Oledi is ageing and I wonder when it is will I make it
Will I be able to be my own thaima, son and self at the same time?
G! I'm already the holy trinity. Do you understand my damn frustrations?
Many think that I carry the key to the future, so some wanna take it
What's the key to success? I'm chasing too. Tale in The Matrix
I say, "I am the one, but the only one that knows it"
Then you man-handle offence. Might as well take it!"
Damn
Yeah
Man they might as well take it
Ya
I don't know why they don't hide it though Aii
Yeah
(Ey)I chill with some nigga's with plans
Of making some Rands
Then Nigga's who say wassup
I f*ck with Hennessy but them European's
Got us bragging bout some f*cking cups
Working in stressful conditions to do it all over again when we hit the club
While they be golfing talking profits cos the course has been us
Where making it out;
Is bitches unzipping their pants cos your money can double up
So many events;
You know nobody but you fear yourself so you showing up
You got a car;
Asiye da, we gonna help you with petroleum
We getting Kentucky as for directions from that nigga selling chicken dust
Ulim lam luyapholis...
In empty space siyahlobis...
They easy waves bayalalis...
Relax joh sobaqondis...
So I lost some fans in those four lines
Should I go in English all the time?
Delete my heritage, weaken currency, embrace the fact that I'm colonized?
Huh?
Thank you for choosing us to carry this message to generations to come
Wouldn't have made it this far if it wasn't for the witchcraft and bitter hearts
An African praise for exposing our strength in the times that we've given up
We always have it tough in the ghetto, even if our parents' cheese is enough to get us through the day
It's because their own parents' cheese didn't last
It's life. It's okay
It's forces of nature. African kings never rush
With IIREI's patience, the game is a patient after we hospitalise
A business mind at a young age, and tlhopheho is a rare occasion
Mzwest, mjita 'ka, broer makasana, as'pushe this money rotation
Huh! Oledi is ageing and I wonder when it is will I make it
Will I be able to be my own thaima, son and self at the same time?
G! I'm already the holy trinity. Do you understand my damn frustrations?
Many think that I carry the key to the future, so some wanna take it
What's the key to success? I'm chasing too. Tale in The Matrix
I say, "I am the one, but the only one that knows it"
Then you man-handle offence. Might as well take it!"
Damn
Yeah
Man they might as well take it
Ya
I don't know why they don't hide it though Aii
Yeah
(Ey)I chill with some nigga's with plans
Of making some Rands
Then Nigga's who say wassup
I f*ck with Hennessy but them European's
Got us bragging bout some f*cking cups
Working in stressful conditions to do it all over again when we hit the club
While they be golfing talking profits cos the course has been us
Where making it out;
Is bitches unzipping their pants cos your money can double up
So many events;
You know nobody but you fear yourself so you showing up
You got a car;
Asiye da, we gonna help you with petroleum
We getting Kentucky as for directions from that nigga selling chicken dust
Ulim lam luyapholis...
In empty space siyahlobis...
They easy waves bayalalis...
Relax joh sobaqondis...
So I lost some fans in those four lines
Should I go in English all the time?
Delete my heritage, weaken currency, embrace the fact that I'm colonized?
Huh?
Writer: Fanele Zulu, Tumelo Selemela
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid