Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Aluwani Silas Thovhakale
Songwriter
Lyrics
I got tools for days
Homie called saying he got me tooth and nail
No remourse when we grind
We push the scale
I bench four times the average dude
for real
Bend rules all the time, I do
Brand new stance
Musi ndo di gana
Move grandly
Got mad tools
Ndo ri ndi dzanga futhi
Holding it down the roots
Dont be violent if you dont need problems
Too cold inside my tool box
Ndi msanda still
Roaming round, I move
Often times I hit
Vili kha khana, hook
Golden mind, I think
The only tools i need are all inside
I mean, ndo di zwiamba thi
Dont be idle B
Ni songo bvafha please
I got tools for days
If you dont ni do nkwama
And if you dont ni do nngwana tsini
But if you want you can call on me
I'll be your remedy if that's what you want from me
I'll take it personally if you were to hide from me
Treat you like holloween
No tricks I don't mess with sleeves
You take my aubergine
I might as well take the peach
Told you nido ngwana tsini
Meaning confide in me
Plus keep me company
But not when ndi plakani
So tell me your hopes dreams
Preferably your fantasies as well
Provided you won't need help
By the way the path that I have stepped on
You tread wrong your head gone
You out the conversation
Homie hit me up
You guessed it u khou nyaga session
A weapon what I call these rhymes These **** slept on
Got a head rush
Must be all the nicotine it reeks off him
Pondering why me and some of the homies just don't speak often
Heartless
Most of my discography could kill these artists
Who claim to be real, but they don't know what true art is
And my heart is easy to skip
They watch me shooting for the stars
As I reach for the hip
I'm so disgusted by their flaws
I just look and I spit
Ni kho nsumba, ndi mini
This thing is how I blew out the scene
Written by: Aluwani Silas Thovhakale
