Текст песни Pheli Politics & Passion - Thato Saul

Ka mmao neke wile thata
Hlogo e bethile topo e spalla lo stata
Ke romelletsi le CV ke nyako spaana
Helicopter ya draya e nyakana le molato
Lamestro o tseni court ka pyramid alitsi batho
05 Timbaland neke shyana mo Makgatho
Ka 2020 Airmax 72 mfano sleg ka dihlako
Manas o tswile New Lock kamo gaya ietsi
Nele net fela piece
Branch ya batreka kitse nna ake ditsi
Lenyema ono le bona ene hanchi bano ti kitsi
Ke nna le Gibbs
Di zaka diya hlakana komo hlomba tipsi
Yao dlala e nna potleng bondlolo ko Capitec
Etla nna ko botse haona nakwa motho ati theke
Aka betcha ka rap
Flopo game e tletsi ka crap
Nzunzu we reke
Kere rip Siya ke tsholla pack
Ke shorta ka kreke
Rapella 2 bop 2 bop BBS ele mmeke
3 lane mo Sekhu keno tlatse le pleke
O condemna ke speke
Hasha glove hao afforde khekhe
Tlwela tsa skhethe
Dilo tse ke 1 mistake o drowna le skepe
He batlo saata mei chomi aya ntshwara pila
Henka quoter mabitso abo bohle
Kannete ailo tlala le pina
2019 nele scene Romeo bahlo mo phaka
Keti apile ka lephanga ko East hona kamo Flaka
Nakwe Cheeks asang khala thata ka tsona saga tsa straata
Hatlo pantita mpyela e missitse di summer
Ka mmao ke tshweri gear 5 ke goga boima
Drowna ka swima
Ako sgadlola he di kent akano hima
Pruwaka o mpuditse bona
Byor rap game re satliloi ropa
Sa lamela kota wa fetola se Foca
Pop o satile
DK o satile
Gundwane satile
Drugs e tsiyeri
Rest in peace Pablo
Ncondo esa tile

You thought I forgot though
You may choose to use hands
I suggest you fuck with a glock though
I really left the city last year thinking just to clock dough
I been had the hustle
While you niggas thought that you tussle
I been had the muscle
I could tell you all about drama
Niggas broke inside my home and left a tear on my momma
All the shit I been on the street is just some pending karma
Had to rush every hour I know you thinking bout Carter
So my momma and pops moved us out moved us to South
Didn't take long to come back to the block
Black boards on the corner we need just to plot
My pops really told me to leave the streets and be on my lonely because
Every gangsta really be my homie and I feel his concerns and I understand
Cause one of the niggas that
Broke inside my home is with us in this gang that I really run with
Tears on my mom they gave me pain
But wasn't tears enough to get me out this game
The judge told my nigga that
One more fight
Its 15 years
My last 4 funerals didn't drop 15 tears
I said fuck it I belong in the neighbourhood bucket
Shots go off I hope that I'm quick with the ducking
Won't ever give a fuck about any farmers dying
Especially knowing that they had my grandfathers crying
Couple years down the line one of homies was shot down
It may be karma it may be
Whatever didn't get me shocked now
I drive with a weapon for my safety try me I savage
For anybody who got the notion thinking to come and scavenge
Lemme back track
Neighbourhood cycles like a black trap
All of my niggas by grade 11 were dropping the back pack
Now they clap back with pistols that blap blap
I chase a plaque with my back pack kick
But this weapon still make you step back quick