It's Earthquake
Flame that never dies
Somebody hide their weapons because I think the cops are coming (let's burn this track)
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Had many arguments
Seen many monuments
Born in Elizabeth
Raised in gonubie
Even though before I started Nobody knew me
Cruising the streets of East London
Streets hold so many memories(Tholakele)
I was never poor nor rich parents had enough
Grew up in church, went to youth church
Felt like a Tupac, between both worlds
Raised up in a family of disciples
Daddy a pastor
Mommy wifey
Streets of gonubie
First white homie
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Bullied in primary
Conflict with parents
When people heard me sing they laughed
What they didn't see was that it hurt me, skirt me
Because they pulled it off
Some never meant to hurt me
Others remain a conspiracy
Tell y'all later, rather leave y'all in mystery
Because I...have got to make history
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New sheriff in town
I am going to put y'all behind bars
Sky's no limit
Because I will be dancing with the stars
