Lungelo Manzi - Manzimanga lyrics

[Verse 1] What's a god to a prophet Sure enough it's the honour Money ties in the corner The monetising some data What's a broad to a prophet Sure enough it's the offers 'cause someone paid in the offer To pray you stay where you starving You ain't rappers for solace Feeling pressured for product Still impressed with the way That I know my way in the [?] Show me love when the show airs Show me depth in the program Show me less of this industry's enemies to the progress Show me more than the showmen Cut me over the corners And cut a check for the culture man You can keep your exposure Keep your shady personas I'm shaking weight off my shoulders Setting plates for the ones Who I'm meant to feed in the process Woking for tin foil mean working for ten folks Depression in black homes as deep as a twang so Gte it for black closure, keeping thing going Deeper than rap, playing the game in a sand storm [Hook] Manzima, Manzima Usebenzile, usebenzile Manzima, Manzima Hawu nangensibi, qhubekha uqine [Verse 2] Six years deep in the troubles, knees in the rubble There were dark days, being about it Down with the devil in the drug phase Fooling around for someone to covet in the [?] Unpaid fees and blown budgets Six years deep in the hustle Leasing another Luis Others came over the stumble Setting the struggle, sh** was all the same Setting the puppets, walking among them in the protests Playing for cover, playing for doubles in the warfare Losing my Ns, foes and a few vrous Tired but not resentful Quiet in my discent though Lucid when I attend shows In a room full of Ciscos Trappin over my ten toes While pursuing these bimbos Sniffing some of this Biko Talent gave me this cheat code Easy come with the Titos Easy go with the evils Keep the low need to reload When I shoot with the refills [?] good for the people Nothing less on the East Coast [Hook] Manzima, Manzima Usebenzile, usebenzile Manzima, Manzima Hawu nangensibi, qhubekha uqine