[Verse 1: Towdee Mac]

Used to roam around Jozi , never had magihlo

Always bumming on a couch of some cats that we know

Had to gather seeds so we can plant masimo

Gave you the whole thing before Fank Casino

Look, same OG, they know I like to pull rank

Same OG, they know I like to smoke dank

Been around like I poured another full tank

All in the zone like I'm shopping outta Rosebank

Rashid, why you had to get me on this?

Probably knew I'd bring the fire by the ambiotics

Probably knew that I could fly right up and beyond this

Flashback type rhyme, whatever you call it

This is it then, still North West represеnting

Still loving when I just rap and they listen

Still got somе hot tracks bubbling in the kitchen

T-O-Dub still a mac like I'm pimping

[Verse 2: Rashid Kay]

Niggas can't [?], so we go with the flow

M16 ready to blow for the dough

I'm from the zone where clones get clones

In they [?] for they phones

What you know about exhuming guns where they're burried?

Then blast from the past

Half the time, half these rappers ain't even saying [?]

We don't battle no more, we don't settle the score

Twitter fingers on the paddle for sure

Y'all be talking smack on the TL

Then you lick my balls in the DM

I'm an old dog with the new tricks

Same war lord with a full clip

Cut [?] just to cut the bull shit

Y'all be lying like the preachers on the pulpit

You're not an mcee, you sing the hook in the [?]

I'm no celebrity,I get a booking or two

[Verse 3: Golden Shovel]

It's the same OG, the same old me

My J-O-B? To smash you in the face with a brick

I'm still at it, playing low key but still active

I mess with sick reality like Chris Angels

Still bending laws and leave rules broken

Facts galore, I leave few open

Spit fly I still leave a few token

Letting you know then I bring to a few chosen

You're in a lot of fire, move left

I pull a John chef, no bullet proof vest, G

Juice oozing but rookies don't get it, b

So I [?] it's surely meant to be

I smash idols like King Moses

I've been smoking the [?]

Flow ferocious, drowning locals

I draw vocals of cosmic rocks, hit you with a solar bollard