Mukombe (feat. Mcpotar & TiNaYe)

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Malcom Mufunde & YaadUniverse

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Ndichatora mikombe, tora mukombe
I'll be hunting the glory, and writing my story
Ndichatora mikombe, tora mukombe
I've been hunting the glory, and writing my story

Let's reverse the alphabet
I was born in the H
Just another young G who could never give an F
In this land of ED, we learn prudence
See, me was just trynna be an A student
I hear them all gassing like the stats don't matter
But I'm the GOAT solidified, it's the state of the matter
Came in the game and the blue checkmarks blue-ticked me
Now I put a mop in their flow and mop the floor with it
Started making headlines like an artistic barber
And accumulated plaques, now it feels like tartar
Thinking back to when cold feet was a literal feeling
See, even the beat had kicks but I didn't
Diaries of the broke and famous
I'd already made the papers 'fore I made the paper
How rappers don't get rich but got wealth of experience
I guess poverty is the curse of the brilliant
If experience is a teacher, I'm flexing my PhDs
Only way hip-hop dies is if I kill every beat
Writing A1 lines on these A4 pages
In a country where the oldest people drive the latest
I just follow my calling
I live to separate the appealing from the appalling
I stand with the brothers that pledge allegiance to the microphone
And climb to the top of the Kalahari as a stepping stone

Ndichatora mikombe, tora mukombe
I'll be hunting the glory, and writing my story
Ndichatora mikombe, tora mukombe
I've been hunting the glory, and writing my story

Patience will always pay, I learnt that from medical bills
Blessed are the meek, I was chasing dreams for a meal
I used to dream big but it was all a dream
Now I deal in breaking records trynna get a record deal
Over rappers that failed math but still move numbers
Or those that fell off but rap about balance
And made green with that shit like sewer fertilizer
I was killing cyphers, they were mumbling shit we couldn't decipher
Nigga, I elevated bars like Jermaine with Dreamville
And look into the future through my rear view
No longer the best rapper on earth, I'm outta this world now
I got them surfboarding trynna ride on my wave now
Cupid brought my old lovers back to me
Shot an arrow through my exes like TSG
Producers make a killing off instrumentals
I went the other way; I'm killing off instrumentals
I'm like menopause to this hip-hop game
I'll make sure these pussy rappers never flowing again
Do 'em dirty whenever I rock 'em clean though
Never played safe even when Nutty O blew on the radio
God is the ultimate judge and he stays in the clouds, then
Don't tell me there's something wrong with clouding my judgment
I wasn't only hot when I came
I stayed with the heat for long like Udonis Haslem

I'm not a boxer, but I found the mic enticing
I'm in my boxers, ladies finding Mike enticin'
Mean I'm writing Tyson punch-lines
Is this a fight-scene?
They cut me from the cloth, you may never need to dry clean
So when I rap you better follow the tempo
So I show you how your psyche mirrors Solomon's Temple
Step in my shoes; that's my soul on the sample
Like my verses were the lesser key to call on the angels
Food for thought, got the recipe for all the angles
Book of Thoth University, follow your mentor
Thought police are like the Z.R.P; sent out to censor
What we sense, so it's a mess up here killing the centre
Heart Chakra Guru, Sun Tzu, Tshaka Zulu and my thoughts Mutulu
Not Mthuli, that's a sucker truly, not a bully
Gray matter like a Zucker hoodie, judge and jury
Traumatizin' bars make you wanna hug a booty!

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