Tuks Senganga - Ticket to Jozi lyrics

Nah nah who's got my ticket to the midnight train to Jozi To Jozi… check Boss ke fa keile (He's leaving…he's leaving He's… he's… he's… he's leaving) Ga se phose go tswa ka makgoro, phoso ke go lahlana Maru le fa a ka thiba ga gore gore e tla na Pula, now show love, fa o pallwa se ka batla se ka bona Se ka gana go fela se ka tlhola Tsholofelo ya gore dikgosi di tla kgona Le ga e utlwa medumo, tsatsi fa le tlhaba lerumo Botlhale ba teng dipuo fa o ka se lale, my being ke bodulo Bible e dupile gore tsotlhe ka bongwe ka bongwe di tla phutlama dipuso Now show love, rre o santse a ipatlisisa, re akgisana pika Phatlalala ga mophato bitsa dira gore dika Diheleng ra ikisa ka mollo ra iphisa Mashwe re a hupe ka lerama, siphiri sa go ipatika Now show love, coz I made bodulo Nnyele tlhako tsela ke e fuduwe ke ile [Thembisile] [Chorus] He's leaving… (ya tsamaya) On that midnight train to Jozi (Ke fa keile… sentebale ke ya go batla matlhale) He said he's going back…(ke ya e phaphata) Going back tonight… To a scared place and time (Jozi…jozi… jozi… jozi) Oh yes he is…. (chooko…sentebale) He's leaving… Ghetto Ruff to spread my wings One shot at life, I'll be damned if I live mine like a candle in the wind Zone 7 maz' phelele, so what you want bling? Show love we all got blood lines of kings and queens Show love slave driver, artist grave digger show love bade lami Nuff respect I never forget where home is, still khaya lami Now show love … now hold up Why the fathers and the sons bring my world to an end Reminiscing on Da Vinci code jack Coz I'm living in the movie called The Jackal Black You getting all too tight please let go yeah Cruel how the people ba tsewa ja ka dibari Cruel how the people latla la bone letsatsi Lejuta for a while, kutsa for my life Gura for a dime, really not worth my time [Chorus] I call the game stickup, live by the code of the streets Must know where is, yo learn the technique, reach for your peak Rip from the soil where you planted your seeds Can't stop the clock got no time to weep Fede I feel the struggle keeps you on your feet And hunger to be free keeps you on the edge of your seat We can all relate to the 27 years The Sharpville's, '76 yes where mothers shed tears Many stuck around to live in fear, many hung around the in here Many changes but it remains the same for people down stairs Real talk is know what your street cred is Give back what you got is not compared to how people feel Show love still, black got his land back but it's hard to build But it's hard to build … Make way … come on [Chorus] X2