X Lyrics

This what happens

When opportunity meets preparation

The concentration

Performed on stages with no decoration

These are the songs composed to heal the nation

This is the rhythm of my generation

This is Obama at inauguration

This is the come up with a lot of patience

From small towns representing nations

This is 400 hundred years of celebration

Without the chains without the segregation

Without the pain without the hateration

Came from the bottom of the foundation

From cotton fields to opium plantations

This is as dope as Coca Cola till im such a sponsor

And i just do it like im playing soccer

This is Zidan doing the stepover

The break's over we make orders

Stay high but grind sober

And cross borders without a passport

Plenty honies in my section fuck a escort

This shit is cold as ice fuck a raincoat

I wake up in the morning

Chasing dreams on broad daylight

You can go wrong its one day that you'll go right

Before i took a left i went right after the spotlight

A lot of dark days can change your life

You gotta blink twice

Some men evil

Never let the devil deceive you

These women are lethal

Find you somebody that is equal to your struggle

Somebody love you

If they can't place no one above you

Try to look at life from this angle

I travelled the land

On dry waters and slept on the sand

Woke up and fought with the lion that had the farmers lamb

And gave it back to the owner without the arm and head

When the summer was over we wasn't in the shades

What the fuck i'm i saying

Hip Hop was fucken dead

Blood on the sandals

The preacher man with the holy Bible

Standing on top of a body with nuns holding candles

Speaking in tongues while the hunter is aiming with his rifle

Pass me the matches let's burn some Mpepu on this corner

The rastaman provided that and some marijuna

He said it came from Malawi and everybody tried it

Smoke all over the cabin the body started pounding

Everybody high but rastaman he recognized the vibe

Grab the gun from the hunter man told preacher step aside

Babylon shall burn to ash so that the soul is still alive

Nuns sprinkling some holy water

And said a prayer for the order hear the demon speaking

Shouting words they can't decipher preacher trying to reach him

While everybody's trying to switch him off

Tied him up to the bed so he shouldn't move at all

Put a cross on his head at least we save his soul

Hip Hop i love you but you've always been a dirty whore

Fucking with everybody coming to you with some dough

Hol up roll up

I spit that Malcom X

Without the glasses while the muscle flex

I'm what you call an exhibition in the fuckin flesh

I'm cool come correct and i don't beg for no respect

My crew on some Wu-Tang best protect your neck

The Black Panther

The sangoma with the black mamba

By any means necessary now they can't stop us

I'm African as it gets living in Botswana

This is as black as when we fought for it in Marikana