25th ft. Stormlooper Lyrics

Hayi ye Hayi ye Hayi ye

Kyafana

Kuhluke kancan, K'yafana

Kuhluke kancan, K'yafana

Kuhluke kancan, K'yafana

Koo baked beans

Or mash mixed with the mayo

We don't share gifts

But we feast til it's painful

Some chaps drink down stiffs til the day go

I find it sad, maybe it's my angle

The baby in the manger celebrated with some biscuits

Breaking from the job

Chill with fam that I don't speak with

Acting cool is hard, The convo should be heated

Pretending is odd

When it's no longer a secret

The elephant in the room is deco

If I'm silent they assume I've let go

I be trying not to ruin dinner

But it's eating me up, if you could view my inner

You would know

Really you would know I guess I'm complicit

By speaking in code

I should keep my distance cause I have that option

Next year 25th

Mpondo will be not seen

Having plate of colour filled rice

Colour on the rice, through a Rajah spice

Nor Assorted Choices

Until the mistreated assert their voices