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so low..
the floor..
alone..
before..
my soul..
dollar store..
shiny stone..
the lord..
[CHORUS]
I’ve been feeling so low/
Dragging myself on the floor/
I’ve been feeling alone/
But never like this before/
Like I’ve lost my soul/
Went to the dollar store/
Replaced with a shiny stone/
Feeling so far from the lord/
[VERSE]
Love is blind, standing on the edge of the/
End of time, slipping into your arms and the.
Peace of mind, feeling like the worst is over/
We chilling on the sofa Mr. Casanova/
Back when life simple, and everything just peaceful/
I was always faithful and you were equal/
Together we were lethal never thought that it’d be fatal/
But the streets did say so.
Little did I know you were scheming and deceitful/
Sleeping around you never thought the streets would see you/
Coming around expecting me to fucking plead you/
I used to need you until I’ve seen you for what you really are
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[VERSE 1]
Before I met you, I was rarely a lover/
Wouldn’t catch a grenade or die for another/
The only women I loved, was my birth mother/
And the one that raised me, my grandmother/
On the sheets everyday they called me Mr whips/
Every way and anyhow I always got your clit/
Didn’t care about your hearts I was feeding my dick/
With words and my lips, I was so slick/
But when I met you, I couldn’t say a word/
Couldn’t believe, I couldn’t breathe it was absurd/
I was grateful for once I was faithful/
Finally, I found the one my heart was made for/
But then the devil came,
He snatched you from me and then he flew away/
He fucked you and bewitched us/
All of a sudden I couldn’t get it up/
Even watching porno wouldn’t get it up/
But it got worse, you started to hate me/
Then you told me that you and him just got married/
Now he calls me at night just to tell me/
That you and him just made….
[PRE-CHORUS]
You left me standing on a quicksand/
But everything works let’s make a plan/
Don’t understand, you with another man, yeah/
But everything works let’s make a plan/
You left me standing on a quicksand/
Make me understand, why you with another man/
Because..
[CHORUS]
Baby ndiyak’funa, ndisak’funa
Baby ndiyak’funa, ndisak’funa
Baby ndiyak’funa, ndisak’funa
Baby ndiyak’funa, ndisak’funa
[BRIDGE]
Noba mina ngenza ngathi andisa’kfuni
Noba mina ngenza ngathi andisa’kfuni, Oh.
Noba mina ngenza ngathi andisa’kfuni
Ndisak’funa,
Noba mina ngenza ngathi andisa’kfuni
Ndisak’funa
[PRE-CHORUS]
You left me standing on a quicksand/
But everything works let’s make a plan/
Don’t understand, you with another man, yeah/
But everything works let’s make a plan/
You left me standing on a quicksand/
Make me understand, why you with another man/
Because..
[CHORUS]
Baby ndiyak’funa, ndisak’funa
Baby ndiyak’funa, ndisak’funa
Baby ndiyak’funa, ndisak’funa
Baby ndiyak’funa, ndisak’funa
Noba mina ngenza ngathi andisa’kfuni
Noba mina ngenza ngathi andisa’kfuni, Oh.
Noba mina ngenza ngathi andisa’kfuni
Ndisak’funa,
Noba mina ngenza ngathi andisa’kfuni
Ndisak’funa
Baby ndiyak’funa, ndisak’funa
Baby ndiyak’funa, ndisak’funa
Baby ndiyak’funa, ndisak’funa
Baby ndiyak’funa
Buya, buya, ngiyak’funa
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La wei (Prod. Uchawi)
02:57
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[VERSE 1]
She was cool her body reeked of Antarctic/
Beauty and brains her thoughts I liked to harvest/
She had soul and rhythm, her voice was acoustic/
Her laughter was music when she spoke I losed it/
She was the one, the girl I’ve fucked in my dreams/
She was unreal it felt like I’ve been cat fished/
By God, she was a star, but not the usual she was a shooting star/
More like a superstar or God’s personal Avatar/
She didn’t even mind that I did not have a car/
Because she liked to walk and sit down and talk/
And not the small talk the real shit on the block/
My niggaz on the block always trying to cock block/
Like when doors are locked they always come and cop knock/
But she be screaming, please, Oooh, baby don’t stop/
She had I what I like I never knew what it was/
She had I what I like I never knew what it was… damn!!!
[HOOK]
She had that thing (Ebena lawei) She had that thing (Ebena lawei)
She had that thing (Ebena lawei) She had that thing (Ebena lawei)
She had that thing (Ebena lawei) She had that thing (Ebena lawei)
She had that thing (Ebena lawei) She had that thing (Ebena lawei)
[VERSE 2]
She was an elegant beautiful black African/
Not American she was also loved by Taliban/
She was adored by most and hated by a few man/
Because she had that thing that fuck boys don’t want/
The type of shit that makes you kneel down and praise women/
The type of shit that, makes you change your way of living/
Changes your perception towards women deception/
Addiction to her physician like watching television/
Got me turning into a fruit, cause she was that cute/
Down to earth God loving made the devil puke/
Her word was my command I never had any dispute/
Like the button that turned me on, we always click/
But the ocean always made me kinder sea sick/
But surfing in her waves was the usual traffic/
In her presence had that Afrocentric essence/
Electric and a little bit of something that I didn’t know… damn!!!
[HOOK]
She had that thing (Ebena lawei) She had that thing (Ebena lawei)
She had that thing (Ebena lawei) She had that thing (Ebena lawei)
She had that thing (Ebena lawei) She had that thing (Ebena lawei)
She had that thing (Ebena lawei) She had that thing (Ebena lawei)
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Izolo (Prod. Joejoe)
03:35
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The F Word (Skit)
02:33
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Can I find you (DearZan)
03:12
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Khelekhele One, when I rap niggas run/
Nigga you think you though just because you have a gun/
You not a real nigga motherfucker you just a con/
Lepricon without a steal you’d be gone/
Khelekhele Two, I’m the shit not you/
If they said you Dope my nigga that’s not true/
You must be a fool to believe that too/
When Mag-I is still around making hip-hop tunes/
Khelekhele Three, this shit is off the top but my style is not free/
Born in 93. 3 times 3 equals 9, 9 divided by 3 that’s 93/
And still that’s how we chill from 93 till/
Khelekhele four, kick in the door waving the four-four/
All I heard is Maggie don’t hit me no more/
Settle the score, said my style is old but never heard it before/
Khelekhele five, my nigga we stay alive/
Cause me and Hip-Hop we like Bonnie and Clyde/
Forever we gon’ ride if we fall you we gonna rise/
And we never gon die because we got nine lives/
Khelekhele six, when I rap you get a fix/
Cause its real niggas in the mix you don’t take risks/
You step on my kicks, I’m fucking your chicks/
I’m fucking your sister Busy sucking dicks
Khelekhele Seven, take all these niggas to heaven/
With a single verse that I wrote when I was eleven/
Cause I’m a fucking Martian like that motherfucker Calvin/
I’m a killer specimen a motherfucking veteran/
Khelekhele eight, no, Khelekhele nine/
Nigga I’m a star and I was destined to shine/
It’s by God’s design that my shit’s divine/
And Your sis, your chick wanna give me a ride/
Khelekhele ten, I’m your mom’s Ben10/
Call me your step dad I’m no longer your best friend/
Finna put a ring on it and make you my best man/ Kid!!
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Ta'Mag Eastern Cape, South Africa
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