AKA - Run Jozi (Godly) lyrics

[Verse One: AKA] Started from bottom, was rolling around in that Toyota bakkie The summer is ours, I’m hungry for power, Gaddafi Gaddafi You go to the tube and all that you see is Versace Versace You go to my school, they can't tell you sh** about Chris Hani Chris Hani This ain’t 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, okay Smoking the jets, smoke, smoking the jets Smoking them like cigarettes Taking it straight to the head [?] This is the sweetest revenge [Hook] Nkosi sikelela, thina, thina namagenge Godly, Godly, Run Jozi I'm holding the crown, my soldiers surround so throw in the towel We come through the kitchen with owner's permission, no photo's allowed [Verse Two: K.O] My flow is so harzadous Mfanakithi, can’t nobody handle this I annihilated all my competition so there’s no further challenges Look, going against the authority ntwana is totally blasphemous In the city where having no morality is totally fabulous What’s going on with these amateurs over the internet posting some messages 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’ll hurt you We outchea 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 I haven’t even reached my prime, ng’sazokwenza dizzy blind Ngisazokwenza bsuy 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 [Hook] [Bridge: K.O] K’dala sibatshela ukuthi k’phethe thina la Kodwa kungena ngapha kuphuma ngapha Kungena ngapha kuphuma ngapha, kwenzenjani? [Verse Three: AKA] I’m something like Haile Sela**ie Beautiful women and Jah seed God-speed to my competition f** whatever your palm reads, I’m on the mission Like [?], they're politicians in hot seats f** with the gods, top of the charts, name a level I can’t reach Better check credentials, [?] protect your temple Do you want progress or do you want Rolex? Better make mine presidential, influential More gold bottles, no role-models This whole [?] is f**ed up, and we all follow No Gupta gate, no magistrate, just mami’s shake like cold bottles Bank notes falling, no foreign, no problem Madiba faces in briefcases like Zim dollars Say Our father [Hook] [Bridge] [Hook]