Текст и перевод песни Touchline - Nyakaza

Nyakaza

Ankaze ng'bon' izinja ezispana kanje
Mangabe uwudarkie uphum ekasi ngicela sifakane eyintweni
Ungang'nyatsi mawubona ama blessing wam asekudeni
Ubon umkhukhu kuncono no kurent' idladla eSandton
You can't have a Land Rover and a land lord
You can't also be collapsing when the rand falls
That bank notification got them loving you
That debit order SMS will humble you
Polish istoep ngeCobra, that's when the snakes come over
You rappers so under the weather
'Cause you reign is over
I'm an early bird, you're a fly-by-night
Angizwanig neyikhova
That OVO logo seem to be your badge of honour
It's about time that I blow
I would commit suicide
So I could go to heaven for a cypher with Pro
Bese ngibuz' unkulunkulu Lord How Godly's My Flow
Then he sends me back to Earth
I go and give them some more

Eks se, louder for the people at the back
Timer lami taught me how to rap
I don't think he did a single track
I just think it's written in his swag
Awunyakaze, awunyakaze
Ek se, awunyakaze, ek se

Me and Selolo have been tight since that time
We go way back
Further than a slay queen's hairline
This your deadline
First you were a star
Wakhiph' inumber nyana
Manje sewuyahesha, airtime
I know you're scared I'll
Make it back from where I was
Me and you examples of what's to come and what never was
Dammit, ngik'shaya binne kant
HOw good is your maths kid
You above me is an improper fraction
This my written plan, just let the rest know
Kick flows then blow
Get shows, clean sweep the Metros
Feature Techno, K.O, Drake or J Cole
Then go get Eminem to come do my album intro
Basazozwa, basazothuka 'cause a black man killed them
They only get crowns on SnapChat filters, that and Insta
Cash cows until we let the bad bads milk us
A lap dance, then you smash that
And catch that illness
Rap cats with backpacks no backtracks that's still us
Wack acts with sagged pants and hashtags ain't with us
Einklik we're Pacman, siyanigwinya
Food for thought, get a fat man filled up
A champion winner, a Bad man villain

Louder for the people at the back
Timer lami taught me how to rap
I don't think he did a single track
I just think it's written in his swag
Awunyakaze, awunyakaze
Ek se, awunyakaze, ek se

Eh se bang'bizel emacourt and I confess to the judge
My fingerprints are on the trophy baba guilty as charged
Uzozwa ipain, iflow iyababa namagama ayahlaba
Ngik'thinta la kub'hlungu khona
Igama wuTouch ngiya massage-a
I set the bar and the tone
Me and rap go hand to hand like we're crossing the road
I'm on my own angsena match like the game was postponed
And I'm always grounded nje nge ncozi yemngamla e stout
See I'm the feeling you get
When you just lost your mama's Tupperware
And she's already mad at you for previous events
And now you wish that you can take her to Forgive And Forget
Then she sends you back to me like
Ngicel uDeal-e Ngalento
You ask why they don't sing along
Your bars don't capture them
Sebaphunyuka bonke
Yazu mawubulisa etaxini and nobody responds
That's the same disappointment I get from hearing your songs

Louder for the people at the back
Timer lami taught me how to rap
I don't think he did a single track
I just think it's written in the swag
Awunyakaze, awunyakaze
Ek se, awunyakaze, ek se

Nyakaza

I've never seen dogs interbreed like this.
If you're a darkie and you're from the hood, please let's get into something.
Don't step on me when you see my blessings are already on the way.
You see a shack is better than a rented flat in Sandton.
You can't have a Land Rover and a landlord.
You can't also be collapsing when the rand falls.
That bank notification got them loving you.
That debit order SMS will humble you.
Polish your toes with Cobra, that's when the snakes come over.
You rappers are so under the weather
'Cause your reign is over.
I'm an early bird, you're a fly-by-night.
I don't listen to gossip.
That OVO logo seems to be your badge of honour.
It's about time that I blow.
I would commit suicide
So I could go to heaven for a cypher with Pro.
Then I'd ask God, "Lord, How Godly's My Flow?"
Then he sends me back to Earth
I go and give them some more.

Okay, louder for the people at the back.
My timer taught me how to rap.
I don't think he did a single track.
I just think it's written in his swag.
You never, you never.
He says, you never, he says.

Me and Selolo have been tight since that time.
We go way back.
Further than a slay queen's hairline.
This is your deadline.
First you were a star.
You even bought a few numbers.
Now you are begging for airtime.
I know you're scared I'll
Make it back from where I was.
Me and you are examples of what's to come and what never was.
Dammit, I'm hitting it hard here.
How good are your maths, kid?
You above me is an improper fraction.
This is my written plan, just let the rest know.
Kick flows then blow.
Get shows, clean sweep the Metros.
Feature Techno, K.O, Drake or J Cole.
Then go get Eminem to come do my album intro.
They will hear it, they will be shocked 'cause a black man killed them.
They only get crowns on SnapChat filters, that and Insta.
Cash cows until we let the bad bads milk us.
A lap dance, then you smash that.
And catch that illness.
Rap cats with backpacks, no backtracks, that's still us.
Wack acts with sagged pants and hashtags ain't with us.
We are Pacman, we'll swallow you.
Food for thought, get a fat man filled up.
A champion winner, a bad man villain.

Louder for the people at the back.
My timer taught me how to rap.
I don't think he did a single track.
I just think it's written in his swag.
You never, you never.
He says, you never, he says.

Hey, they call me to court and I confess to the judge.
My fingerprints are on the trophy, sir, guilty as charged.
You will feel the pain, the flow is powerful and the words are sharp.
I'm touching where it hurts.
My name is Touch, I massage.
I set the bar and the tone.
Me and rap go hand in hand like we're crossing the road.
I'm on my own, no match like the game was postponed.
And I'm always grounded, like the old man's stout beer bottle.
See, I'm the feeling you get
When you just lost your mom's Tupperware.
And she's already mad at you for previous events.
And now you wish you could take her to Forgive And Forget.
Then she sends you back to me like
"Please deal with this."
You ask why they don't sing along.
Your bars don't capture them.
They are all escaping.
It's like when you greet people in a taxi and nobody responds.
That's the same disappointment I get from hearing your songs.

Louder for the people at the back.
My timer taught me how to rap.
I don't think he did a single track.
I just think it's written in his swag.
You never, you never.
He says, you never, he says.