Toast to our Differences - Rudimental, Shungudzo, Protoje

Is being taken seriously by the Minister of Africa

Water comes from the, West Africa, right but

They brought yams and that 'round here

Big shed, plenty of bananas, okra, things like that

You know 'cause I figure you givin' 'em dinner

Mad life, innit?

It’s somethin' like that

Hey!

I wanna live in a leaderless world

I wonder what that is

Who makes the rules in a leaderless world?

I wonder what happens

Without cool kids and presidents

And dark aids, first elephants, ooh

I wanna work in a classless world

I wonder what that’s like (Hey!)

And would I work in a classless world?

Or would I just get high?

Without rich kids, and immigrants

And big dreams of better things, ooh (Hey!)

Let’s raise a glass

And have a toast to all our differences (Ayy)

You carry me on your shoulders

When I don’t know what my limit is

I, I, I, I wonder where my limit lies, my limit lies

Huh, woke up inna me feels like

What it means to be loved in real life

Well go inspire I to achieve heights

Toast to those that chose the road we drive

And if you in the dark, here’s a street light

How the moon shine bright if you realise

How my mood get right when the weed light

How you soon can’t fight rights have fi beat might

And love it have fi beat hate

Good over evil, me say it in every detail

Package it, push it

Seem it out to retail

But this one of a kind style, can’t resale (Hey!)

Daughter on the way, soon hear your cries

It’s gonna be a wonder when I see your eyes, I

And I wonder where my limit lies

My limit flies, oh, I’m living life (Hey!)

Let’s raise a glass

And have a toast to all our differences (Ayy)

You carry me on your shoulders

When I don’t know what my limit is

I, I, I, I wonder where my limit lies, my limit lies

It’s nice to be here

Darling, geezers and señoritas

Now please catch a breather

You see back in the day I used to do eaters

Round Gingersmith Avenue, hanging out with hyenas

Oh and it can to do with bereavement

I know I still have to fight off the demons

I strum the guitar to stop the day dreaming

I strum the guitar and toast to achievement (Hey! Hey! Hey!)

I speak to my mate Taylor now 'bout business

And now my mind’s clear because I ain’t got no mistress

As if I went around with big fat skunks

It blows up my brain and turns my lung inconsistent

I hope I can give hope to the lads that live that life

And have to spend time in their reason

We gonna do what we like in an instant

My name’s Hak Baker, thank you for listening

Yeah, yeah

Let’s raise a glass

And have a toast to all our differences (Ayy)

You carry me on your shoulders

When I don’t know what my limit is

I, I, I, I wonder where my limit lies, my limit lies

I, I, I, these mayday boys are living lies

They’re living lies

(Hey! Hey! Hey!)