Luxuries of Money
I got internet in my house I've been waiting for this so long
I got pressure in the shower, and it's coming out so strong
Remember when we use to fetch water
No electricity for me to do my homework
But we'd light the candles up so we could study
Now everyday we live the luxuries of money
I was a simple kid, never did what the others did, Smoke cigarettes or drink I never did that shit
My Father was strict, I'd never disrespect him
He ruled with an iron fist what he'd say is what we did
Making the bed, 6am chickens were fed
Six pm again if they weren't fed then we'd regret it
He'd get his belt makwedini benditheni
Oko nihlel' ingathi nisendwa ngalamasende wenu
I was a little boy dreaming of toys he couldn't afford a soccer ball really is all that I could get
To fill the void when we were bored we'd play on the floor
Making up noises vroom vroom while pushing a brick
Shit but it was lit
This is what we did
Kids who didn't need
Material things
Fucking shit up, Stuck in the mud is what we loved
Running around under the sun was me and my brothers
I got internet in my house I've been waiting for this so long
I got pressure in the shower, and it's coming out so strong
Remember when we use to fetch water
No electricity for me to do my homework
But we'd light the candles up so we could study
Now everyday we live the luxuries of money
No birthdays were celebrated my father banished it
He said the capitalists are taking advantage of us
And Challenging him was madness
In fact he said it's bad manners if any of us back chat him he'd slap the black off our our asses
See, mother was catholic, father was atheist
Friends went to church on Sundays
I'd ask them to pray for me
Saying, dear lord, father God our saviour
Tell these demons to stay away from D Mania
We weren't poor, but we still chose to ignore
The forlorn lawn was more than a metaphor
And Furthermore the awful four door skororo 4 was all he could afford
All the chores, picking corn, mowing the lawn on holidays, we were slaves made to pay for our ways
Cause everyday he'd say when he was our age
They had nothing for grumbling stomachs but land to cultivate
I got internet in my house I've been waiting for this so long
I got pressure in the shower, and it's coming out so strong
Remember when we use to fetch water
No electricity for me to do my homework
But we'd light the candles up so we could study
Now everyday we live the luxuries of money
I got pressure in the shower, and it's coming out so strong
Remember when we use to fetch water
No electricity for me to do my homework
But we'd light the candles up so we could study
Now everyday we live the luxuries of money
I was a simple kid, never did what the others did, Smoke cigarettes or drink I never did that shit
My Father was strict, I'd never disrespect him
He ruled with an iron fist what he'd say is what we did
Making the bed, 6am chickens were fed
Six pm again if they weren't fed then we'd regret it
He'd get his belt makwedini benditheni
Oko nihlel' ingathi nisendwa ngalamasende wenu
I was a little boy dreaming of toys he couldn't afford a soccer ball really is all that I could get
To fill the void when we were bored we'd play on the floor
Making up noises vroom vroom while pushing a brick
Shit but it was lit
This is what we did
Kids who didn't need
Material things
Fucking shit up, Stuck in the mud is what we loved
Running around under the sun was me and my brothers
I got internet in my house I've been waiting for this so long
I got pressure in the shower, and it's coming out so strong
Remember when we use to fetch water
No electricity for me to do my homework
But we'd light the candles up so we could study
Now everyday we live the luxuries of money
No birthdays were celebrated my father banished it
He said the capitalists are taking advantage of us
And Challenging him was madness
In fact he said it's bad manners if any of us back chat him he'd slap the black off our our asses
See, mother was catholic, father was atheist
Friends went to church on Sundays
I'd ask them to pray for me
Saying, dear lord, father God our saviour
Tell these demons to stay away from D Mania
We weren't poor, but we still chose to ignore
The forlorn lawn was more than a metaphor
And Furthermore the awful four door skororo 4 was all he could afford
All the chores, picking corn, mowing the lawn on holidays, we were slaves made to pay for our ways
Cause everyday he'd say when he was our age
They had nothing for grumbling stomachs but land to cultivate
I got internet in my house I've been waiting for this so long
I got pressure in the shower, and it's coming out so strong
Remember when we use to fetch water
No electricity for me to do my homework
But we'd light the candles up so we could study
Now everyday we live the luxuries of money
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Writer(s): Diliza Madinga
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