Toast to our Differences (feat. Shungudzo, Protoje & Hak Baker)

Is being taken seriously by the Minister of Africa Water comes from the-, West Africa, right but They brought yams and that 'round here Big shed, plenty of bananas, okra, things like that You know 'cause I figure you givin' 'em dinner Mad life, innit? It's somethin' like that (hey!) I wanna live in a leaderless world, I wonder what that is Who makes the rules in a leaderless world? I wonder what happens Without cool kids and presidents And dark aids, less elephants, ooh I wanna work in a classless world, I wonder what that's like And would I work in a classless world? Or would I just get high? Without rich kids, and immigrants And big dreams of better things, ooh (hey!) Let's raise a glass and have a toast to all our differences (ay) You carry me on your shoulders when I don't know what my limit is (Yah, yah, yah, yah) I wonder where my limit lies, my limit lies Huh, woke up inna me feels like What it means to be loved in real life What go inspire I to achieve heights Toast to those that chose the road, we drive And if you're in the dark, here's a streetlight How the moon shine bright if you realize How my mood get right when the weed light How you soon can't fight rights haffi beat might And love it affi beat hate Good over evil, me say it in every detail Package it, push it, similar to retail But this one of a kind style, can't resale Daughter on the way, soon hear your cries It's gonna be a wonder when I see your eyes And I wonder where my limit lies My limit flies, oh, I'm living life (hey!) Let's raise a glass and have a toast to all our differences (ay) You carry me on your shoulders when I don't know what my limit is (Yah, yah, yah, yah) I wonder where my limit lies, my limit lies It's nice to be here Darling, geezers and señoritas Now please catch a breather You see back in the day, I used to do eaters Round Gingersmith Avenue, hanging out with hyenas Oh, and it can to do with bereavement I know I still have to fight off the demons I strum the guitar to stop the daydreaming I strum the guitar and toast to achievement I speak to my mate Taylor now 'bout business And now my mind's clear because I ain't got no mistress As if I went around big fat skunks It blows my brain up and turns my lung inconsistent I hope I can give hope to the lads that live that life And have to spend time in the prison We gonna do what we like in an instant My name's Hak Baker, thank you for listening Yeah, yeah Let's raise a glass and have a toast to all our differences (ay) You carry me on your shoulders when I don't know what my limit is (Yah, yah, yah, yah) I wonder where my limit lies, my limit lies (Yah, yah, yah, yah) These mayday boys are living lies They're living lies (Hey! Hey! Hey!)