[Verse]

Hop out of your seats please get on your feet

For the purpose of this here demonstration I'll need (I'm gone need to)

Separate the know-nots from the enlightened

Security on standby, rebound any industry homies who just might interrupt me

Back in my days folks hit the ropes motherfuckers you're done

(I have been a)

Jail camp, sidewalking tramp

Searching for a stamp of approval

Victim of the forced removals

A hidden gem in this crime-ridden dispensation

Tryna make a quick buck off this generation

My Christian background taught me a few prayers I'd recite while hopping block to block throwing butterscotch

I've built a hunger no left-over can satisfy

My wants I need to instantly gratify

My pot to urine been a plastic bucket

I'd kick it to piss you off

My great advice is just don't get involved

Super rats adorn my feet on 'Trust Nobody' street

I'm reverent with the loud on me

I hope somebody's proud of me

As I sweep through Kasi streets like women at morning

Her son ain't come home, a mother is mourning

I'll face you all while you pray I fall on my face

I plant pockets on every street just in case I fall from your grace

You'll get a dose of these ashy knuckles from Jozi

These streets have always been cold

& 'em corners never been cosy 

I'm choosing my only choice

Ain't no white flag I shall hoist when..

There's a new world order moving to the sound of my voice

[Hook]

This for the hunger that builds & the extinct that kills

For the fire that's ever burning & the magic that heals

When I'm still & the world is turning I'll firmly be real

Just a man in a mirror cradled in a moment of truth spitting till the day he here lies

When it's dark in the streets & I can't find my feet

Till the lights shone on me

When the low-lying clouds threaten sunny days  

I'll be safe

In the ambit of my freedom of expression till better days (X2)

[Outro]

There was no retreat for the defender of dreams

Evidently prepared to die for what he believes

While pages, tables & new leaves turn

On a skewed axis the world turns away

He lives to see another day

Never to appear with hands up in surrender

They raise only to empower, celebrate or praise

Scowering through the streets for betters days

The last of Oumas sons

This Two he did it once, Parley Wang

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