Intro:
Preacher: Evacuate the gutter
Interpreter: Et$wang masepeng
Preacher: I said evacuate the gutter!
Interpreter: Kere et$wang masepeng!
Preacher: Evacuate!
Interpreter: Et$wang!
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Tshwarelo: Lessons we learn from church, valuable. I'm bringing the church in hip hop, so every caffre can evacuate himself from the gutter. Build dreams and make millions.
Verse 1: (Tshwarelo) the gasses of poverty is filling the air/ lefase le re kona moya, we can't breathe unless we dare/ bio-chemicals from the unemployment rate filling the lung/ violent cusses and outbursts of anger leaving the tongue/ the nervous system getting fucked up, blame frustration/ caffres turning crazy, blame desperation/ can't escape, we all trapped in the same corner/ waiting for the coroner/ speaking the same thoughts in Shona/ whenever we dream big, skippa ke Nike, tekkie ke Puma/ ziyakhipha in this life, Mbeki le Zuma/ verily, verily, I say every man wants to sika le khekh'/ MegaMak, all we want is to sika le chaque/ money is power/ nigga, don't be fooled/ you need it like a street kid needs a shower/ nigga, yo overruled/ think harder, motherfucker/ makes plans to evacuate this gutter, motherfucker/ at any chance demonstrate yo Bambatha/ and infiltrate the plots of Apartheid and Botha/ coz in his shallow grave, he still says, a lotta shit/ that's why you can take the Childe outta the gutter but shit/ you can't take the gutter outta the Childe/ but we'll all be better off someday in the Surburbian Wilde/ that's why my divorce with the gutter's been filed/ I might look geddo now but soon I'll be styled/ just wait for a while/ coz soon, fortune will smile ---
Chorus
Verse 2: (Tshwarelo) it's evacuation 101/ the pen is sharper than the sword, nigga fuck yo gun/ but if these niggas can't read, I blast my gun/ gotta bury the violent niggaz or else be the one/ to be buried/ nigga you may kiss the barrel, I now pronounce you married/ don't act morose, don't be overcarried/ time to give up the ghost, with death, the Lord has never tarried/ niggaz, my time is not yo motherfucking time/ you shouldn't have messed with MegaMak at its prime/ behold, today we evacuating caffres/ freedom has come, we emancipating brothers/ simulteneously putting dollars in our coffers/ fuck ancestors/ we giving the pride back to our mothers/ I'm just glad success finally taking my orders/ I told y'all I was gonna be crossing these borders/ I told y'all believe in me, niggaz/ but some o' y'all tried decieving me, niggaz/ they just couldn't see the Arch Deciever in me, niggaz/ now they receiving heat from me, when I pull these mean triggers/ can't you fathom it, I can't get out/ without looting the shit and deleting all doubt/ I gotta bomb it, obliterate punk caffres who blurted they mouth/ admit Ba$a, I'm the dopest lyricist in the South/ ba$a, you got hit by my motherfucking TAOMTH ---
Chorus
Verse 3: (Tshwarelo) The Holy Book told y'all the last shall be first, January is December to me/ I give you all the boldness and bravery/ but when you qoute my wisdom you act like you don't remember me/ you're a man tomorrow, it's all thanx to me/ punk, I evacuated the coward in thee/ I broke the dumb spirit and re-created thee/ taught you take over or be overtaken/ seemingly I was way mistaken/ through my unpublished books I led the sheep through the woods/ through the wolves and the ticks of the hood/ I'm-in-you, caffres, that's how you got resuscitated/ I dangled my rhymes like pussy in y'all faces while y'all masturbated/ I'm the Man amongst men, I ain't kasi-fated/ evacuating this geddo while they ain't anticipated/ my wisdom deep, niggaz picture me antiquated/ only with the Creative Force, I shall ever be equated/ the Black Hawk has landed, time to get high, and fly, away from this dump/ fly high and fuck with the speed hump/ below, let's change the geddo shacks into the Towers of Trump/ y'all know, this is the shit the CD ROM was created to bump ---
Outro
The geddo ours, let's rebuilt it by evacuating the geddo mentality. We can turn this shit into Tender Park, motherfuckers, evacuate
When last did you pray? What did he say?
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