Westertutionalized ft. Wiser Observer Lyrics

All of you out of practice

Forgot your version of blackness

Remember we're not the masses

You put your culture in caskets

Stop chasing the black in fashion

You choose your black with your passion

I really thought we were past this

When I rap on the beat ego bigger

A friend of a friend pulling triggers

Money everything, go figure

Bad babes flock, gold diggers

We need a party need liquor

If you leave with a girl, cum quicker

Whoever got the most, first picker

Russian roulette bottle service, who's richer?

My nigga

My nigga

My nigga

Identity we memorise

(And) Our culture shocked and terrorised

(And) Our Market value specified

Recognise that we are

Westertutionalised, still can't open our eyes

Took the chains off the feet, still we don't know our size

Who cares about truth, when we party the lies

We all want the money so it doesn't apply

Lighten up, use their words, use their system

Bite a verse, bite a curse, play the victim

Live the crowd, want a place? Better listen

Rather rich than the wisdom

Big hands holding puppets

Common sense stocks plummet

All just blinged-out crabs in a bucket

I will need you to run it back

Wiser Observer on the train and on the track

Flow so sick when I rap, I'm spitting plaque

American gang stuff, please stop, we're done with that

Talk about the jittas in the bush and in the shacks

And no more glorifying

I'm sick of wack rappers multiplying

Liying 'bout gang stuff, when people are really dying

You lie about black stuff 'cause you're bad at really rhyming

Come on do better

Not only your lines, your grey matter

Write yourself a letter

Look up in the mirror and get yourself together

Look up in your books and get the right cheddar

I spit weather, I spit facts

This is lightwork you don't want to see me snap

Namibian hiphop aiming for the map

Namibian bars for the rap