Kamaji
I'll keep on doing me
Ain't no publicity stunts
These nigga fucking gimmicks
Always putting up fronts
What the hell is your reward
If you was real from jump
Type of shit
Get the boy on the on blunt
I been running outta hope
So how the hell do I cope
I thought I heard an angel
It's the demon that spoke
I was thrown into these waters
Barely staying afloat
You heard a crack
That's my spirit that broke
That's my spirit that
I'm tryna pave my own way
I constantly fall apart
I got these feet made of clay
I got these feet made of clay
And I got secrets In these walls
That I might take to my grave
Chased by these shadows
I got death on my tale
Christ in my heart
So that shit will not prevail
Godspeed
Godspeed
Godspeed
God
Never told nobody
How I got these scars
I got two more
On the back of my heart
Hardly share it with nobody
Give it all to the art
Couple times I've seen the light
Can't make it out of the dark
They want a noose around my neck
I treat that shit as a scarf
Lack of support
From the ones I want it most
Bring a tear to my eye
Hold no grudges
Till the day that I die
Shut the door
And do not open the blinds
Cause I been deep in hibernation
For the longest time
I do not pop pills
I just head for the hills
How ironic that's the way that I heal
Been through so much change
I cause a line at the till
But the Asters are not
Rushing me still
I'm still standing
I'm still standing
They can't believe I'm still standing
Jesus done revived me
I took critical damage
I turn the damage into art
If you gon ask how I manage
I keep on going
Cause I still got the passion
I put that shit on my assets
So don't be questioning me
The days are going by
And I'm just letting em bleed
These niggas think I'm starving
But I'm planting my seeds
Plans preserve my purpose
From the spirit of creed
From the
From the spirit of greed
Head long into my work
That's the kamaji in me
That's the kamaji in me
Boiler man tendencies
And I'm still after my peace
Ain't no publicity stunts
These nigga fucking gimmicks
Always putting up fronts
What the hell is your reward
If you was real from jump
Type of shit
Get the boy on the on blunt
I been running outta hope
So how the hell do I cope
I thought I heard an angel
It's the demon that spoke
I was thrown into these waters
Barely staying afloat
You heard a crack
That's my spirit that broke
That's my spirit that
I'm tryna pave my own way
I constantly fall apart
I got these feet made of clay
I got these feet made of clay
And I got secrets In these walls
That I might take to my grave
Chased by these shadows
I got death on my tale
Christ in my heart
So that shit will not prevail
Godspeed
Godspeed
Godspeed
God
Never told nobody
How I got these scars
I got two more
On the back of my heart
Hardly share it with nobody
Give it all to the art
Couple times I've seen the light
Can't make it out of the dark
They want a noose around my neck
I treat that shit as a scarf
Lack of support
From the ones I want it most
Bring a tear to my eye
Hold no grudges
Till the day that I die
Shut the door
And do not open the blinds
Cause I been deep in hibernation
For the longest time
I do not pop pills
I just head for the hills
How ironic that's the way that I heal
Been through so much change
I cause a line at the till
But the Asters are not
Rushing me still
I'm still standing
I'm still standing
They can't believe I'm still standing
Jesus done revived me
I took critical damage
I turn the damage into art
If you gon ask how I manage
I keep on going
Cause I still got the passion
I put that shit on my assets
So don't be questioning me
The days are going by
And I'm just letting em bleed
These niggas think I'm starving
But I'm planting my seeds
Plans preserve my purpose
From the spirit of creed
From the
From the spirit of greed
Head long into my work
That's the kamaji in me
That's the kamaji in me
Boiler man tendencies
And I'm still after my peace
Credits
Writer(s): Peter-junior Maimane
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