Arms (freestyle) Lyrics

Take me back boy days finding some ways to survive

We was broke when we had coins we be sapping on revive

Sit around and laugh to jokes man it was a group of five

PS Mafia, Hudini, Dalphidem, Tizzle and Lesotho

No plan no cash talk like when will I be next though

See neighbors getting dough

U wish u was born next-door

Our leaders chow the whole bread

The entire nation gets crumbs

This sums UP

That these old men really need psalms

No statement they can say that can make it through my eardrums

This dalphidem can't be pushed only move when I hear drums

We show palms

Then we give these oldies upside down thumbs

How you turn all cities including ntuthu ziyathunqaaa into slums

What's Coat of Arms

If you cannot find cotton in these farms

Deposit cash in the bank when in need of your cash

They tuning you the bank ain't got no cash

If u can't handle pressure better pass the button

To that fine young man with a mustache

When u born in the 90s it's close to impossible

for you to own immovable property

unless it was passed to u as inheritance

This is just evidence proving the fact entire system incompetence

And that the people lost confidence

I see no ambulance but I been patient yeah

Man ever wished u were born in the ancient

Yeah

I see no Jobs they be gone before Steve

Farms turn into gardens no Eve.