Epilogue
I put the blunt in rotation
Meditation, medication
Dopamines on confirmation
You hating?
Get off my third leg
Get off my third leg
Get off my third leg
Fake, nigga, please fologa
Get off my third leg
Get off my third leg
Get off my third leg
Fake, nigga, please fologa
Ntja tsa kasi
I've never been one
I'm not another gangsta wannabe
That game has never been won
So have fun
I'ma blaze a trail & prevail
Unveil
The mysteries tsa kasi
With a pen & paper
Put in work for matsatsi
Never tire but spit fire
Til the day that I be higher
I require you address me as sire
Get off my third leg
(Ay)
Get off my third leg
(Ay)
Get off my third leg
(Ay)
Fake, nigga, please fologa
Get off my third leg
(You heard)
Get off my third leg
(You heard)
Get off my third leg
(You heard)
Fake, nigga, please fologa
I understand my role in this world
So I play it well
I practise my lines & study these scenes
There's not a stage that's bigger than the earth
Or so it seems
Cause frankly speaking earth is nothing but a speck of dust
Say life is a movie & we the cast
There's heroes & villains
Evil & good
Another day, another murder in the hood
Another child without a father
So who gon pay for the food?
We be trapped in a cycle
Never thought I'd pack a knife
Cause I be scared for my life
I'm thinking
I'm just the same as these niggas
Ain't nobody better
Get off my third leg
(Ay)
Get off my third leg
(Ay)
Get off my third leg
(Ay)
Fake, nigga, please fologa
Get off my third leg
(You heard)
Get off my third leg
(You heard)
Get off my third leg
(You heard)
Fake, nigga, please fologa
Last passage
There came a point where I didn't have cash at that time
And they didn't have anything either and they're like
You see now you're looking for something and we both don't have cash
You know, and I never have anything like I just literally feel useless
And
If it weren't for me being the voice of reason
Telling them that
Voicing of being
Look here
This is the situation for now
Let's think about the future when all of this is behind us you know
Change your beliefs a little bit
Ladies & gentlemen
We've now reached the end of our little saga
The Book of Losers
Narrated by KKK
Produced, mixed, and mastered by Tujah
Thank you all for tuning in
I take it by now we all recognize that in this world things come and things also go
And what's gone is gone I could never bring it back, homie
With that being said
Hamba kahle, boy
Tsela tshweu nja yam
Yeah
Yeah
Meditation, medication
Dopamines on confirmation
You hating?
Get off my third leg
Get off my third leg
Get off my third leg
Fake, nigga, please fologa
Get off my third leg
Get off my third leg
Get off my third leg
Fake, nigga, please fologa
Ntja tsa kasi
I've never been one
I'm not another gangsta wannabe
That game has never been won
So have fun
I'ma blaze a trail & prevail
Unveil
The mysteries tsa kasi
With a pen & paper
Put in work for matsatsi
Never tire but spit fire
Til the day that I be higher
I require you address me as sire
Get off my third leg
(Ay)
Get off my third leg
(Ay)
Get off my third leg
(Ay)
Fake, nigga, please fologa
Get off my third leg
(You heard)
Get off my third leg
(You heard)
Get off my third leg
(You heard)
Fake, nigga, please fologa
I understand my role in this world
So I play it well
I practise my lines & study these scenes
There's not a stage that's bigger than the earth
Or so it seems
Cause frankly speaking earth is nothing but a speck of dust
Say life is a movie & we the cast
There's heroes & villains
Evil & good
Another day, another murder in the hood
Another child without a father
So who gon pay for the food?
We be trapped in a cycle
Never thought I'd pack a knife
Cause I be scared for my life
I'm thinking
I'm just the same as these niggas
Ain't nobody better
Get off my third leg
(Ay)
Get off my third leg
(Ay)
Get off my third leg
(Ay)
Fake, nigga, please fologa
Get off my third leg
(You heard)
Get off my third leg
(You heard)
Get off my third leg
(You heard)
Fake, nigga, please fologa
Last passage
There came a point where I didn't have cash at that time
And they didn't have anything either and they're like
You see now you're looking for something and we both don't have cash
You know, and I never have anything like I just literally feel useless
And
If it weren't for me being the voice of reason
Telling them that
Voicing of being
Look here
This is the situation for now
Let's think about the future when all of this is behind us you know
Change your beliefs a little bit
Ladies & gentlemen
We've now reached the end of our little saga
The Book of Losers
Narrated by KKK
Produced, mixed, and mastered by Tujah
Thank you all for tuning in
I take it by now we all recognize that in this world things come and things also go
And what's gone is gone I could never bring it back, homie
With that being said
Hamba kahle, boy
Tsela tshweu nja yam
Yeah
Yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Kganya Mutle
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