Run Jozi (Godly)
Started from bottom, was rolling around in that Toyota bakkie
The summer is ours, I’m hungry for power, Gaddafi, Gaddafi
You turn on the tube and all that you see is Versace, Versace
You go to my school, they can’t tell you shit about Chris Hani, Chris Hani
This ain’t the land the land of the free, no propaganda machine
Handle my flag on the screen, then light a candle for ‘Dibs
Then light a candle for ‘Dibs, kay
Smoking the jets, smoke, smoking the jets
Smoking them like cigarettes
Taking it straight to the head, drinking Select
This is the sweetest revenge
Nkosi sikelela, thina, thina namagenge
Godly, Godly, run Jozi
(I’m holding the crown, my soldiers around so throw in the towel)
(We come through the kitchen with owner’s permission, no photo’s allowed)
My flow is so hazardous
Mfanakithi, can’t nobody handle this
I annihilated all my competition so there’s no further challengers
Look, going against the authority ntwana is totally blasphemous
In a city where having no morality is totally fabulous
What’s going on with these amateurs over the internet posting some message’s?
Next thing you know your career is over, ntwana, over some characters?
It’s the juxtaposition of choosing stupidity over intelligence
Ntombazana ushishiliza ngendunu phansi and you’re hoping for happiness
Emhlabeni mel’uz’bheke, it’s crucial
Ubothemb’itshe than uthembe umuntu
They laugh in your face while they planning to shoot you
Bafuna njukuculel’amagugu
Ng’zobamba ngo-left, ngik’bambe ngo-right, mina kleva I will hurt you
We out here living that Eskom life, yeah we in that power circle
See all I ever wanted was a peace of mind to speak my mind the streets are mine
Yeah I ain’t even reached my prime, ngisazokwenza dizzy blind, ngisazokwenza dizzy blind
Aw mina ngiy’ntsimb’edl’ezinye, redefined
Just read between the lines and when the sparks fly, hope you can see the grind
See the grind, yeah
Nkosi sikelela, thina, thina namagenge
Godly, Godly, run Jozi
Nkosi sikelela, thina, thina namagenge
Godly, Godly, run Jozi
K’dala sibatshela ukuthi k’phethe thina la
Kodwa kungena ngapha kuphuma ngapha
Kungena ngapha kuphuma ngapha, kwenzenjani?
K’dala sibatshela ukuthi k’phethe thina la
Kodwa kungena ngapha kuphuma ngapha
Kungena ngapha kuphuma ngapha, kwenzenjani?
I’m something like Haile Selassie
Beautiful women and Jah seed
Godspeed to my competition
Fuck whatever your palm reads
I’m on a mission like foreign militia
They’re politicians and hot seat
Fuck with the Gods, top of the charts, name a level I can’t reach (They can't reach)
Better check credentials, Petr Cech protect your temple (Ah)
Do you want progress or you want Rolex?
Better make mine presidential, influential (Uh huh)
More gold bottles, no role models
This whole model is fucked up and we all follow (We all follow)
No Gupta-gate, no magistrate
Just mamis shaped like coke bottles (Coke bottles)
Bank notes falling, no foreign, no problem (Nah)
Madiba faces in briefcases like Zim dollars (Zim dollars)
Say Our Father (Our father)
Nkosi sikelela, thina, thina namagenge
Godly, Godly, run Jozi
Nkosi sikelela, thina, thina namagenge
Godly, Godly, run Jozi
Run Jozi
K’dala sibatshela ukuthi k’phethe thina la
Run Jozi
K’dala sibatshela ukuthi k’phethe thina la
(I’m holding the crown, my soldiers around so throw in the towel)
(We come through the kitchen with owner’s permission, no photo’s allowed)
Writer/s: KIERNAN JARRYD FORBES, TUMELO THANDOKUHLE MATHEBULA, NTOKOZO MDLULI, YANGA NTSHAKAZA, STEPHENSON JAMES MORAKA RAPHADU, MFANEKISO LAWRENCE SHABANGU, MPILO SHABANGU
