Lyrics

Thank you mama Skeem sam, mpintshi yam', fede dintsang They cant stop our shine, cause renani nkani Samora Machel with a little Chris Hani Kasi to kasi ghetto children sit by me Don't get it twisted I got skills I'm dumb nice So dumb nice, I bring a rhyme to a gun fight Get it? Like 2 guns, keo chaela 9-9 I do it for the people so ke sharp ka limelight I used to stress about the things that they all say But I Learn to deal with lip like Beyonce Never scared I'm bold like Abashanti Never seen success but now we on a blind date It's strange all the things that they calling me But I rise above and box out when the devil try to corner me I, I honestly never been a wanna be but I wanna be, everything that my daughter needs Getting love from Pitori to Matatiele I belong in a Colosseum with gladiators Move magazine, don't think ke lebetse Write real news, le tlogele gu exposer di skeleton People in the industry, ba tletsi kabo ferefere Me, wanna make music involver pelo pele Lesego, I'm necessary evil but I'm humble Break my name up, Less ego I'll repeat it Listen, I'm the rap Steve Biko and I mean it Keep the fame I'm here for the freedom If wang feela Keep the fame cause we want freedom Keep the fame causee want freedom All my people say pada peda pada peda pada peda Keep the fame cause we want freedom Keep the fame causee want freedom All my people say pada peda pada peda pada peda (Keep it, I really wanna be free though) I put my reality on screen now it seems I like should've asked Les about this bullshit I just wanted to be free, to be me but now it seems I got less for this bullshit I might've just got famous but the changes that it came with got way too much bullshit What's strange is they say that it raises your greatness but fuck how great is this bullshit Just a whole bunch of bullshits some of yall new kids would think that I'd be cool with Like all this cute chicks who wanna get this huge dick with 2 kids and a wife who wants a brand new crib I mean the truth is everything is useless If you just move with what everybody is cool with I need freedom for the music so I could know which tunes to drop 10k when they ask for my 2 cents Peep this next time I'm in a club I just wanna go buck and be a nuisance Cause I'm tired of always checking what I'm doing Where? Who? With? like I sell drugs and not music I'm just dope dont confuse it I get paid for what I make not what I'm doing And someone please tell Pabi that my dude Lez just wants the freedom to marry her and make a few kids If wang feela Keep the fame cause we want freedom Keep the fame causee want freedom All my people say pada peda pada peda pada peda Keep the fame cause we want freedom Keep the fame causee want freedom All my people say pada peda pada peda pada peda Pro, cheses Ilula lento mabhengekho ready siya bashiya Shovela abo guluva bempela abo gabadiya Ngi hlezi ngi shovela u mama hayi abo mama mia A star at heart ngi gezeli ijersey ye Buccaneer Cho, from sundown to sun up When the G's come out mele uchange iroute And right about now there's no need to wow UShay' iPakistan nge bomb threat I never run out Shovi istraata ngiy' poster boy Same way I'm suppose to boy Ngiya ba roaster boy If i don't break bread, ngya toaster boy Buza abo cop bazo ku tshela ngu John ngisa foster boy I abscence ibanga is'zathu se access Ngu santa ngena nge chimbili feel the presence Ntwana use ma burbs and they all like yeses Freedom is the Reason why I'm Pro and I'm Blaklez If wang feela Keep the fame cause we want freedom Keep the fame causee want freedom All my people say pada peda pada peda pada peda Keep the fame cause we want freedom Keep the fame causee want freedom All my people say pada peda pada peda pada peda First year of my daughters life I was a no show Now I'm playing games with her tsa mo reka Omo Sharp fede ntjamme Tsoga re phande Aah yes
Writer(s): Sizwe Kevin Moeketsi, Fiphaza Sibabalwe, Moiloa Lesego Clifford, Mkhize Linda Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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