These Years
Rest with these, I stress relieve
The worst of Me
Lie and commit sins with ease
I know just who to please
I best believe
But ask for the better cause?
As it thaws
A lot of my brothers be undercover,
Drunk as F***, after supper
Give them the cover, rich as f***
Riding around in hummers
with dark shades, they all come in numbers
Blowing cigarretes and drinking beer
living life without fear
But unlike me, They will never be so near
To a sin so clear
Thats why I visualize a place where I want to be
The rest be doubting
Depriving me of my destiny
We were all ment to shine the wise words of Madiba
Rest in Peace to Mandela
riggle away like propellers