[Verse: Tumi]

If you tilt your head and squint your eyes, it might come to you, this light shines through you, Levels

The unsettling age of Biker-Leathers and Jays, mabhebheza's afraid

Tell her we like Mandela at 80, no dompas

He unlocked the gate

But we small time cage 'cause we don't pass standard 8, Levels

We don't pray the devils, we praise ourselves out of shelters

Humble-Pie don't satisfy our taste, Levels

We grew from taxi route to shot left in a jumbo jet

That's first class to a higher self, Levels

Chase waterfalls and stream songs, connect Brenda, Steve Jobs and King Forbes

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