Preferred Band/Artist: AKA
Verse 1:
Six colour nation, I'm raising the flag
Burbs or lactations, we out for the stacks
Working hard yelling for that yearly promotion
Our motion trigger emotions, so take precaution before we ’cause commotion
And commission goes on to the capitalists
So that pollution goes straight to this land of ours
The flow is poisonous gas targeting hibernating cats out of their barrows
Weak track but the broadcast is narrow
I drop bars for Jub Jub to walk free
Dead mentality, track so dope it needs TDK
I blood dope just to enter the studio
’Cause I'll be running this track like Durban July jockeys
Chorus:
Yesterday, we be thinking ’bout today
Today, it’s all about the money and honeys
Tomorrow, is there a tomorrow
Is, is, is there a tomorrow? (x2)
Verse 2:
The county's future is bleak it needs some bleach
Now hip-hop is the last hope to talk to the youth
As I stand face to face with the mic inside the booth
I'm try’na interpret and make a living with what’s inside of the book
We've seen A.K.A I.V league is are the A-team, sleeping too much I'm working on my dream team
And there’s no sleep audio is in 3D
Mr T.V debits enough in two days
C.V so dope it has a hustling field
I put my non-verbal hands to work and the product is vocal
You haters won't win like an anti-social model
FIY I got a man on my sneakers, I call him Mr Jordan or Mr Golden
Food of thought this track should be played from 99.2 to 92.4 I min 99 all to 98 zero
The burbs of Houghton to the streets of Soweto, the multi-talented ghetto
Were homies sleep without a meal but buy records from the word go
You know SAMA is warm when you got two by your side, but winter is cold with no chick by your side
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