The Naked Truth

Oh
What was that?
Ngathi uringa fast angikuzwanga kahle
Yah, best be quick boy
'Cause by the touch of a button you go broke bade laka
You drown in debt
Now that's your death
And everybody goes through these kinds of stuff, uya-verstaan?
But you?
You just be you
Just be yourself
Just grab some water, get a beer
Smoke a blunt
I don't care
Just do what you think is right

The core is made of iron with petrol strapped on my ankles
And I don't need flows on this level I'm like a vessel
Go for blow, you boys bite, won't even wrestle
They want the naked truth, open they're eyes ngibavezele
Umona uphele nya
And who said I'm scared of ya
Whoever told you that was pro'ly stuck in a terminal
Or seminar
Not a tip of what I've been working on
Skipping class caught Jessica with the janitor, eish son
And don't act like you never heard it it's meant for you of course
Ngenhloko encane ngathi uyi-corner house yase-Vosloo
Bhozi line, who the f are you to come with laws
Now puffing weed's uncomfortable 'cause I don't wanna cough
Couldn't land they're feet now they're trynna land a hand
Sand's under my feet, you is under the sand
Voetsek box bobby ngiyabona sewunamasende
Pocket filling with pocket fills y'all lack sense
I made the best out of this little opportunity
Teachers also asking where the truant be
Freinds sold me out
Nah they ain't true with me
I understood you can never control puberty
Kinda fucking Bhozi
Intwana yase-Vosloo
Flowing on a flow, I can flow on top of your flow
Bhozi ain't a highway so you better go slow
Ngiyazi uthanda ukuvula umlomo lana uzodla i-Goslo
And next thing your best fling in my dojo
She's been texting athi uhambe nogogo
But she's relaxing afune inkauza sishaye izolo
We've been tapping and clapping ngathi ama-apostle
Sure
Cabbage, uma uphapha ngizokwenza u-rubbish
Ma-son-is nangibheka ngathi niyangifanisa
Aboskhothish, ng'ngabadabulela ama-turkish ngithathe umapakisha
Eish son wa-smile ngama-cartridge
Nah boy I wont let the devil screw this up
Ain't got another life boy there's one 'cause two's a lot
You grew a pair of marbles now you wanna book a flight
I'm just too high you'll never find me boy you could die
See a satellite inter-nets whether who's what's up
Instead of grammar catching it too, man he blew it up
He's the type that would follow 'til you reach a mark
Nah ntwana man these suckers is pushing luck
Pulling plugs
Using us like some wheel on a moving cart
I won't act like I didn't notice how it began to flop
This is like that mistaken statement that y'all ignored
I'm always gonna buy nale-skelem nyana semboyi emnyama
And when I speak my languages know I'm profoundly proud
I speak Zulu man I don't care if your skin is brown
I speak Sotho it's all the things that I grew around
Place an open bottle in water who's got to fill it up