Music: Keitumetse Mogodi
BIG Keitu
Johnny Basz
Pretoria
Black Supremacy
I have forgotten all my worries
While embroiled in a paradise
Have a hell of time on earth
And then enjoy my afterlife
I'll have starters for starters
Just to spoil my appetite
Then eat the fruits of my labour
What I toiled and sacrificed
I'm a Shaman, you're a showman
I am a Guru to you, niggas
Keep you on top of your toes
I have a tutu for you, niggas
The practice of a Black Magic
A darker voodoo for you, niggas
War general in general
I'm Shaka Zulu to you, niggas
I am not gullible
Far from perfect, no good Samaritan
I am vulnerable
Poisons instead of food and medicine
This shit is wonderful
Pardon me if I am rude and arrogant
I'm in a rondeval
Acting like Imma a hood American
My time an hour over due
You can figure, imagine
My legacy showers over you
The will my sister inherits
Absolute Power over you
You are triggered, embarrassed
A Black man that towers over you
Like them niggas in Paris
Full of myself, completely conceited
In it for power
My time is now like every second of
Every minute is hours
Gunning for the crown
So When I cash out get the throne
I'm just a Kaffir boy
But When I black out I set the tone
Ka- Ching, this money shit
Ain't a thing
Bada Bing... just bow to a King
Da Bling... kneel down kiss the ring
Bada Bing... man just bow to a...
Just bow to a... just
Ka- Ching this money shit
Ain't a thing
Bada Bing... just bow to a King
Da Bling... kneel down kiss the ring
Bada Bing... man just bow to a...
Just bow to a... just
You are trying too hard
You're a wreck and you lack effort
I rap circles around you
You can check the track record
You could give it your best
Like all you have deep inside
When you should give it a rest
Like when you are sleep deprived
You're a fan of the jock
You're hooked on an ex of mine
I'm the man on the slot
I'm booked, I'm the next in line
From the pen that I jot
I'm good, I'm the best to rhyme
Like the hands of the clock
I have stood the test of time
I am on my worst behavior
Only to the best of my morals
Your raps are a circus act
It's all just mess and it's awful
Couldn't to give me my flowers
The shirt I'm dressed in is floral
An acolyte dreamt of accolades
Only to rest on my laurels
I have no empathy left
Only hatred in the heart
They were fiending for dope
Have all these junkies wasted in a park
I am rapper's rapper and
Not your favourite in the arts
That's why you won't see me coming
Like porn stars naked in the dark
Give me the full bread
I'll fight for all the power, respect
To prevail with a cool head
I put all this Ice on my neck
When I succeed I give you tools
Between the simile, rhymes
But I dug deep to give you jewels
As if. Kimberley's mine
Ka- Ching... this money shit, Ain't a thing
Bada Bing... just bow to a King
Da Bling... kneel down kiss the ring
Bada Bing... man just bow to a
Just bow to a... just
Ka- Ching... this money shit, Ain't a thing
Bada Bing... just bow to a King
Da Bling... kneel down kiss the ring
Bada Bing... man just bow to a
Just bow to a... just
You see the crown is heavier
Than it looks, I ain't gon' hold you
But the trick is to make it look easy
Which kinda defeats the purpose
But anyway, never mind, man
Sought for therapy, a nigga worsens
Forgave you first, the bigger person
My exes causalities of war
Chauvinist, actually the whore
Talk to life coach, not crazy yet
Walk on tightrope, no safety net
Had crossed through a pilgrimage
To be tossed to a wilderness
The righteous judge me
Like I'm the sinner
Sold my soul to the highest bidder
Journeyed from Pretoria to Harlem
High off the Euphoria of Stardom
I look down on the hired help
POV from my higher self
A peasant, malevolent thing
To a legend, benevolent king
You Chant my name. I love the noise
The audience, my drug of choice
Is it the player's club or the Vicodin?
Prayer rug and the vitamins?
I influence the kids
Into the ignorance and bliss
Relaxed from crazy night outs
Rehab for Amy Winehouse
Fry me a liver or your gut
Cry me river of your blood
Was haughty wasted with the juice
I'm purely savoured with the cool
With forty acres and a mule
And shawty naked in the pool
The naughty nature of a fool
But surely favoured with the jewels
You pick me up when I am crowned
And then kick me hard when I am down
A candle that burns at the ends
You handle the turn of events
I have demons they die in torment
Sleeping giant that lies in dormant
You should add a gin to the brandy
Then Medicine to the candy
Fan of fam, the most admired
Men ashamed were broke and dire
Pen their pain, their hopes, desires
Fan the flames and stoke the fires
Kiss my feet, Worship the ground
I would never forfeit the crown
A Eugenicist of human beings
As Supremacist as Europeans
A brethren died or fell asleep
The heaven's high and hell is deep
Play me a melody, a beat
Your fave, A parody of me
I rise from a travesty, defeat
And another a tragedy repeats
Yo, I'm your majesty the king
But also Cherokee, the chief
Worst behaved with reckless women
Keep my cool with headless chicken
Inhaled, suffered from paraffin
A Taste other then kerosene
Waste a brother with phetamines
Lace and smothered with Ketamines
Face of lovers you've never seen
Grace the covers of magazine
Talk, scared shook from sins and evils
Walk barefoot on pins and needles
I Throw all caution to the wind
And blow a fortune of my wins
I live in a mausoleum
I feel at home, I'm here to stay
I'm Ceasar in a coliseum
I built a Rome in less than a day
Survivors guilt, higher than yours
Suffered from the buyer's remorse
The feeling of my own glory
The villain of my own story
Going out, I made the story
The flashing lights of paparazzi
Blowing out, a blaze of glory
The crashing sites of kamikazes