Themba Ntaka Charlatan

Tekst piosenki

[Verse 1: Themba Ntaka]
The casualty of the casual man brings devastation
While the death of power coins the term assassination
A well-suited country maintains homeostasis
That means a blunt in my hand and a gun in your grasp
Black cows with white-spots demolish cult followings and atomize rap crews leaving fans to pour brews
With given emphasis to the tenth
I can break inveterate laws like I had Herculean strength
How the fuck is a war fueled by oil
The turmoil changed courses
My verses even take up resources
You couldn’t hold a candle even if you had a tong
People dig my product like kids who hit up Sam for a jawn
Calm the ruckus
Your cheers are unnecessary
Think about the bigger picture and the budget
In a hoodie and sweats
I address problems of trench depth
As I inch my way up out of this madness