Pride
You've got too much pride you don't know that this is my space
You can run and hide but I'll catch you with your crooked ways
We can start a fight yeah; we both know who is losing
This right here is pride but you're to old to evaluate
The first shall be last and the meek will be first
What goes around comes back 7 deep and worse
Handing out the memo politicking alert
All the lies will be backfired the deeds will reverse
We have been to the bottom, turned into stone
We have walked through the fire the higher purpose is known
Deprived and we're misguided right in our surrounding
We was dreaming of a brighter day, day to day grinding
Confused admiration these cats keep faking
Leopard print niggas be faking the funk daily
Jacking all the taxes and having us stay patient
In the name of democracy, they always get away with
We are the lambs who follow the coldest shepherds
Preying on the minds of the ignorant that's their weapon
Heartless, selfish, proud and egocentric
I'm counting on demise of their pride, the epic ending
You've got too much pride you don't know that this is my space
You can run and hide but I'll catch you with your crooked ways
We can start a fight yeah; we both know who is losing
This right here is pride but you're to old to evaluate
My problem is they got a problem the problem is getting heated now
All eyes be my witness when I preach it loud
Now that we're marginalized the more the king is proud
Dark skies and loud cries we got a misty cloud
Anthem for end of the world annihilation
We're trying to fashion the future their trying to break it
Boxed and we're chained the pain kit is the maze which
Trapped us locked up boxed up in these cages
Locked in the prison of consciousness for ages
The pain from the chains is making us impatient
Now with the panic they take advantage in doing such
Ballot or the bullet the movement to try to bully us
Their mission is to let their laughter come to be
As we pose in submission like the puppets on a string
Lions in a circus entertaining all their needs
Letting Odds stack against us to even up their greed
You've got too much pride you don't know that this is my space
You can run and hide but I'll catch you with your crooked ways
We can start a fight yeah; we both know who is losing
This right here is pride but you're to old to evaluate
Katanga minerals, the rubber and all the ivory
The irony they came in religious and jacking silently
Jacking all the diamonds they strip us naked delightfully
Mining that uranium coltan in bribery
Thugs move in silence tyrants on a mission
And the heist was religious to try to get us submissive
Hooked to the doctrine the 7 tiers to live in
That paradise afterlife painting a flawless image
Big picture something that we never noticed
But the white Jesus in that scripture is what we focused
Jamming to the rhythm that Leopold composes
A classical symphony blind us to what the hoax is
Beit was the bible, Rifles and the whiskey
A perfect combo to get us trapped and dying quickly
Knowing that our leaders are proud and highly greedy
It was chess played perfect in just a matter of minutes
You've got too much pride you don't know that this is my space
You can run and hide but I'll catch you with your crooked ways
We can start a fight yeah; we both know who is losing
This right here is pride but you're to old to evaluate
You can run and hide but I'll catch you with your crooked ways
We can start a fight yeah; we both know who is losing
This right here is pride but you're to old to evaluate
The first shall be last and the meek will be first
What goes around comes back 7 deep and worse
Handing out the memo politicking alert
All the lies will be backfired the deeds will reverse
We have been to the bottom, turned into stone
We have walked through the fire the higher purpose is known
Deprived and we're misguided right in our surrounding
We was dreaming of a brighter day, day to day grinding
Confused admiration these cats keep faking
Leopard print niggas be faking the funk daily
Jacking all the taxes and having us stay patient
In the name of democracy, they always get away with
We are the lambs who follow the coldest shepherds
Preying on the minds of the ignorant that's their weapon
Heartless, selfish, proud and egocentric
I'm counting on demise of their pride, the epic ending
You've got too much pride you don't know that this is my space
You can run and hide but I'll catch you with your crooked ways
We can start a fight yeah; we both know who is losing
This right here is pride but you're to old to evaluate
My problem is they got a problem the problem is getting heated now
All eyes be my witness when I preach it loud
Now that we're marginalized the more the king is proud
Dark skies and loud cries we got a misty cloud
Anthem for end of the world annihilation
We're trying to fashion the future their trying to break it
Boxed and we're chained the pain kit is the maze which
Trapped us locked up boxed up in these cages
Locked in the prison of consciousness for ages
The pain from the chains is making us impatient
Now with the panic they take advantage in doing such
Ballot or the bullet the movement to try to bully us
Their mission is to let their laughter come to be
As we pose in submission like the puppets on a string
Lions in a circus entertaining all their needs
Letting Odds stack against us to even up their greed
You've got too much pride you don't know that this is my space
You can run and hide but I'll catch you with your crooked ways
We can start a fight yeah; we both know who is losing
This right here is pride but you're to old to evaluate
Katanga minerals, the rubber and all the ivory
The irony they came in religious and jacking silently
Jacking all the diamonds they strip us naked delightfully
Mining that uranium coltan in bribery
Thugs move in silence tyrants on a mission
And the heist was religious to try to get us submissive
Hooked to the doctrine the 7 tiers to live in
That paradise afterlife painting a flawless image
Big picture something that we never noticed
But the white Jesus in that scripture is what we focused
Jamming to the rhythm that Leopold composes
A classical symphony blind us to what the hoax is
Beit was the bible, Rifles and the whiskey
A perfect combo to get us trapped and dying quickly
Knowing that our leaders are proud and highly greedy
It was chess played perfect in just a matter of minutes
You've got too much pride you don't know that this is my space
You can run and hide but I'll catch you with your crooked ways
We can start a fight yeah; we both know who is losing
This right here is pride but you're to old to evaluate
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Writer(s): Wongani Kawonga
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