Dada Shiva - Mitsubishi Message lyrics

Thunder rounds Angel wings on the ground All I've done coming out Not even God can love me now Dada Shiva mystery man Dada Shiva man of mystery Hardly sh** mean sh** to me Compounded by the fact that everything make sense to me But nobody make sense to me Still a gaggle of these hoes try tempting me Got my girl taking walks through my history Always got her eye peeled for the villainy 'Cos I'm a bad boy need penitentiary Don't be guilting me Dada Shiva ain't the enemy Don't matter I smoke the centipede That nonsense don't disturb a G High as lord I be hell below Knocking on the door Looking for the some help Hinges whistle and I see myself in perfect health I ask myself about myself I told myself to note to self that lions stalking through the veld don't f** with their reflection but do military inspections out the windows of the Mitsubishi just to send a message Hear four roars down the corridor Young n***as no love left for the law Ganja bring me peace Long life to the sticky leaf I was mr winter growing fitter in the Middle East West Bank air taste bitter when you walk the streets Had me reminiscing thinking back to where the family be My aunt in Mabopane with the chickens and the mango trees She wouldn't believe how these people doing humans beings Nothing left to do but pray lord let the levy break Hear take *haah* breath away I don't need it man Seeds growing as I bleed blue Truth upon the loop I just came to do what I was trained to do And I pray every last snitch get swine flu In the Cape n***as known to snitch and get high with you Better take Very special care about who ride with you Whether synagogue or Koran or the Bible school Known real praying a** n***as that be liars too Feds tryna take me for my life don't be sly my dude I could f** a motherf**er up for f**ing slithering and pilfering lying in the cut Get cut I know the day come when my sentence up I thought I told you n***as got kicks like go-ku They don't want real ones to roll through These bad b**hes boil toads too Potion mixing by the ocean whistling a slow tune Thunder rounds Angel wings on the ground All I've done coming out Not even God can love me now Thunder rounds Angel wings on the ground All I've done coming out Not even God can love me now