Twelve 61 (feat. Jah Master)

From zero To hero

Hatife takachinja maitiroo

Hooo mafungiroo

Nekuti tine tariroo

Takamanga mangwiroo

Scalterless, nuh endless

Jah master pon di session.

 

Takapinda mu London kunge Osuofia

Sa bounty Killer tiri masufferer

Ramadan fast kusvika Mhomz vatambira

Mwari vano tungamira sacka tichibudirira

Takabva ku budiriro(We came from Budiriro),

Maitiro ah Mhomz na Mdara

I just wanna to say Thank you, from poverty to plenty,

Zeros to Euros, I wanna change my history

You just want me to be grateful, resentful, I see you,

With jealousy and envy,

Too Zimbo to be Irish and too Irish to be Zimbo,

It’s Simple I told you that They Don’t really get us,

Side eye looking all nervous

Like you’ve never seen a black man,

Rejected Kwese but Zimba is my Yard

I’m sitting on the continent like Uncle Chinx

Now my cousins wanna be me, I just wanted to be Beenie,

Vano ndi judga ndina Jah Ma

Pandino charger kunge Tesla

Vanondi bvundza

all of these questions, lordamercy why do you go so hard,

I didn’t come this far

kuti ndishande muma toilets

Hater them are trolling the youth dem are dying,

You just worried about my accent, if I am lying then I am frying,

Since 9 I’ve been nice with the rhymes,

Ragga or rap or the Grime I’ve been firing,

I kill the beat for DZ

kunge Freeman,

I’ve been rolling like a bad man ever since I set the levels like I’m Fanton

Chero mandinzwaa

Rikanaka ngoma irori,

rinotangidzwaa

Kana paripashoma Mwari ,

Vanopamhidzaa

Ingori one day chipo changu,

Ndichavaratidza avaa

I was born ina di ghetto

Grew up ina di ghetto

Father and my mother was dead ina di ghetto

Ghetto life is hard ndati kids get scatter

Each and everyday ghetto yut get suffer

Ina di ghetto

Grew up ina di ghetto

Father and my mother was dead ina di ghetto

Ghetto life is harder ndati kids get scatter

Each and everyday ghetto yut get suffer

Ghetto youths dem suffer

Handikanganwe kwandabva

Kwandakabva Kure, but the struggles make the man,

Munyaradzi in high demand

If you want my Ghetto Story to listen to Baby Cham,

Kana kuno ku diaspora, Kune horror

What did God say njere shoma dzino uraya,

See in a BM and you wanna be my BM,

I ain’t never change but you changed the way you see me, dem a pree me, like John Banda for the Dolla,

But I'mLazarus Booora,

The way Man rose up and put a stab inna di game,

You don’t like me but you will know my name!

What you saying make em say

Chero mandinzwaa

Rikanaka ngoma irori, rinotangidzwaa

Kana paripashoma Mwari ,vanopamhidzaa

Ingori one day chipo changu, ndichavaratidza avaa

From zero To hero

Hatife takachinja maitiroo

From zero To hero

Hooo mafungiroo

Nekuti tine tariroo

Takamanga mangwiroo

Jah master pon di session

Chero mandinzwaa

Rikanaka ngoma irori, rinotangidzwaa

Kana paripashoma Mwari ,vanopamhidzaa

Ingori one day chipo changu, ndichavaratidza avaa

I was born ina di ghetto

Grew up ina di ghetto

Father and my mother was dead ina di ghetto

Ghetto life is hard ndati kids get scatter

Each and everyday ghetto yut get suffer

Ina di ghetto

Grew up ina di ghetto

Father and my mother was dead ina di ghetto

Ghetto life is harder like...

Each and everyday ghetto yut get suffer