Intro: DJ Mace
Mamuka seiko, mhuri yeZimbabwe, zviri kuhamba here? Tinokutendai nekupindira
Chirongwa chedu. Welcome to Emcee FM! Ini ndoitwa DJ Mace and I'll be on the decks
This morning tichikupakurirai mitakunanzva yemusambo wehip-hop. Nguva dzedu dziri
Kuti 3 minutes after 9. Landlord vamuka manje. Havambochemachema ukaputitsa
Maspeaker. Hande tone!
Verse 1: Malcom Mufunde
What a time to be alive! Y'all can witness me killing it
Cobra on the beat for I kill when I spit on it
More than just a legend, I'm a mutant in the making
And my power's from the flow, this is hydroelectric
Between me and these rappers, there's a greater-than sign
So don't draw parallels with me; we don't write the same lines
I'm not godless for in hip-hop I believe
And even if it gets rocky, I'll stick to the creed
I was down for a while, I thank the fans for the loyalty
And since I went on top, I know you'll never get over me
That's the dichotomy of wearing the crown
Since I'm the guy on the top, I should be holding it down
And to those who pretend to love me
I study polymer science, I know smiles made of plastic
I'll still stand without your support
Been on the come up for long, I won't come up short
I've come a long way, been doing this for way long
When everyone was getting sick of me, I had to stay strong
Now married to the game, was friendzoned for a while
I'd to play the long game, now I'm in overtime
I can't be the face of hip-hop if I'm wearing a mask
So I found my spark and decided to take charge
Only emcee who took the other direction with mic
They all left, now I'm the only one who writes
I'm ready for the limelight now
I coulda perished in the dark so I cherish the light now
I want this more than ever, I want this forever
Took a breath like an air compressor, now they feel the pressure
See, there's a lotta hunger in this African kid
But I'm hungry for something the United Nations won't give
Coz what I want is the world
Have all the nations united in the palm of my hands
My life soundtrack is in G10; I live on a high note
You'll need two G5s to fly up to my spot
I'm either number one or nothing; I'm a binary system
I don't have to play God, I'll just make you meet him
Only in hip-hop is cruelty considered kindness
Coz I kill everyone yet they call me the nicest
No student debt, this is sponsored education
Gave rappers a scholarship just to teach them a lesson
I gave 'em a hell of a time coz I been hot for a while
I'm the king of the jungle, my credentials are wild
It's a different sport in the streets
I'm from a city where ballers hit goofballs with baseball sticks
So it's a blessing that I made it here
I get the picture clear, never lost focus like a blur
And my discography is lovely
Body of work like a plus-size model, it's well-rounded
Verse 2: Stiiv
If Fortune was still alive, vamwe taidai tine mbiri
Worship Internet mashavi, take a knee wapinda
We still real, we still ill, we suffer dementia
Darker the hour after
Ko education is the key; the pearly gates akatyokera
I'm like a bastard akarerwa, hama don't love us
Make me feel like ndakazvarwa from a blown rubber
Born sinner muruchiva, tuka baba ubudirire
Mabvi muvhu ndapfugama; hosanna ndiyamure
Osama ndinyanduri, all summer pamumvuri werufu
Darker mazuva ekupedzisira, doing dirty pamacorner
Air my laundry kuBindura
Sipping salts ndimbodura misodzi yandadurura
Let it flow zvandakanyora
Lord, in this life and after, ndakagadzira machapter
Ndine maraps anolaster, ndakapfugama ndikafaster
Ndakazodzikamisa hana, hanzi ndakatambisa mukana
Aiwa ndaigadzirira nzira, ndaisada Satan mudhiri
Ndaisayevedzwa nezvenyika, dzaiuya mhepo ndichivhika
Rugare kune vanotenda, tibatane nemari inotenga
Mari yakatengesa Jesu, mari ine zvitema ndachema
