Nyakaza - Touchline

Ankaze ng’bon' izinja ezispana kanje

Mangabe uwudarkie uphum ekasi ngicela sifakane eyintweni

Ungang’nyatsi mawubona ama blessing wam asekudeni

Ubon umkhukhu kuncono no kurent' idladla eSandton

You can’t have a Land Rover and a land lord

You can’t also be collapsing when the rand falls

That bank notification got them loving you

That debit order SMS will humble you

Polish istoep ngeCobra, that’s when the snakes come over

You rappers so under the weather

'Cause you reign is over

I’m an early bird, you’re a fly-by-night

Angizwanig neyikhova

That OVO logo seem to be your badge of honour

It’s about time that I blow

I would commit suicide

So I could go to heaven for a cypher with Pro

Bese ngibuz' unkulunkulu Lord How Godly’s My Flow

Then he sends me back to Earth

I go and give them some more

Eks se, louder for the people at the back

Timer lami taught me how to rap

I don’t think he did a single track

I just think it’s written in his swag

Awunyakaze, awunyakaze

Ek se, awunyakaze, ek se

Me and Selolo have been tight since that time

We go way back

Further than a slay queen’s hairline

This your deadline

First you were a star

Wakhiph' inumber nyana

Manje sewuyahesha, airtime

I know you’re scared I’ll

Make it back from where I was

Me and you examples of what’s to come and what never was

Dammit, ngik’shaya binne kant

HOw good is your maths kid

You above me is an improper fraction

This my written plan, just let the rest know

Kick flows then blow

Get shows, clean sweep the Metros

Feature Techno, K. O, Drake or J Cole

Then go get Eminem to come do my album intro

Basazozwa, basazothuka 'cause a black man killed them

They only get crowns on SnapChat filters, that and Insta

Cash cows until we let the bad bads milk us

A lap dance, then you smash that

And catch that illness

Rap cats with backpacks no backtracks that’s still us

Wack acts with sagged pants and hashtags ain’t with us

Einklik we’re Pacman, siyanigwinya

Food for thought, get a fat man filled up

A champion winner, a Bad man villain

Louder for the people at the back

Timer lami taught me how to rap

I don’t think he did a single track

I just think it’s written in his swag

Awunyakaze, awunyakaze

Ek se, awunyakaze, ek se

Eh se bang’bizel emacourt and I confess to the judge

My fingerprints are on the trophy baba guilty as charged

Uzozwa ipain, iflow iyababa namagama ayahlaba

Ngik’thinta la kub’hlungu khona

Igama wuTouch ngiya massage-a

I set the bar and the tone

Me and rap go hand to hand like we’re crossing the road

I’m on my own angsena match like the game was postponed

And I’m always grounded nje nge ncozi yemngamla e stout

See I’m the feeling you get

When you just lost your mama’s Tupperware

And she’s already mad at you for previous events

And now you wish that you can take her to Forgive And Forget

Then she sends you back to me like

Ngicel uDeal-e Ngalento

You ask why they don’t sing along

Your bars don’t capture them

Sebaphunyuka bonke

Yazu mawubulisa etaxini and nobody responds

That’s the same disappointment I get from hearing your songs

Louder for the people at the back

Timer lami taught me how to rap

I don’t think he did a single track

I just think it’s written in the swag

Awunyakaze, awunyakaze

Ek se, awunyakaze, ek se