Credits
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Cyril Zwakele Hlabangane
Songwriter:in
Mahlatse Molapo
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Dumisani Nyalungu
Produzent:in
Lyrics
(Yea, uh) Kekelekeke baba fresh out the morning breakout my shell
Ntse ke di bala man can't you tell (Man can't you tell)
My math on another man can't you tell (Aaarch)
He baka bona my numbers ba tlano bell
Rona ra spana no tatazel
Funa uk'phuma khona lapha si shiye ngu Mandel'
Funa uk'phuma khona lapha si shiye ngu Mandel' (aaarch)
Funa uk'phuma khona lapha si shiye ngu Mandel'
(Bheka, ey) ngi ngena nge ngubo and ngubudel
Kudala belele man can't you tell (Man can't you tell)
I'styla ngis'phete ngi ngu Donnatel
Versace bayazi bayangi hleb'
Ngi ngwazi ngyazazi ngi yaba phek'
Nge ngoma ang'dlali ngiya dedela
On my mark, ready to go ka ba sitela
I'm in a major league like Alluwel
Senza kuphel
Shiba shiya ba hlakahlele
Remove the vail
They can't see I'm so foreal
Out my my shell
Spitting vigor ngiyi cobra phela
On a mission touching spirits ngu Makavel
Caught the prey and kept it breathing u ngazong chela
Got the Aura of a prophet mao ngaze ungi'bheke
And I step on any snake mayi ngidla istende
Ungi bheke khale angeke ungicede
Kekelekeke baba fresh out the morning breakout my shell
Ntse ke di bala man can't you tell (man can't you tell)
My math on another man can't you tell (man can't you tell)
He baka bona my numbers ba tlano bell
Rona ra spana no tatazel
Funa uk'phuma khona lapha si shiye ngu Mandel'
Funa uk'phuma khona lapha si shiye ngu Mandel'
Funa uk'phuma khona lapha si shiye ngu Mandel'
Back in the game but, nobody knows us
Came with a team and no body couch us
Dreaming of a Gini but now I need a lotus
Cought up in a scene but I'm so outta focus
You couldn't approach us
Nobody choose us
Life ain't fair but nobody told us
Looking ina mirror but still couldn't notice
Caught up ina scene but I'm so out of focus
CRI I drop a verse and never land it
Comprehend but when you see me you'll understand it
CRI cought ina scene I'm never candid
Tryna bank it CRI I rubber band it
Fill the streets with produce and never brand it
Contriband for 5.0 I never stash it
CRI caught ina scene I never panic
Mic Effects on drum kits they couldn't band it
Kekelekeke baba fresh out the morning breakout my shell
Ntse ke di bala man can't you tell (Man can't you tell)
My math on another man can't you tell (Man can't you tell)
He baka bona my numbers ba tlano bell
Rona ra spana no tatazel
Funa uk'phuma khona lapha si shiye ngu Mandel'
Funa uk'phuma khona lapha si shiye ngu Mandel'
Funa uk'phuma khona lapha si shiye ngu Mandel'
(Bheka, ey)
Written by: Cyril Zwakele Hlabangane, Mahlatse Molapo
