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Jenny is in Joburg looking for a job
She got a good Matric, but she still gets blocked
Themba's in the queue, he’s got nothing to do
Themba's in

when you blocked me
She said "Bae, you movin' too mad"
Crowd too big, need a new plan
Had his chance, but he blew that
Wait
She said "Bae, you movin' too

to a crawlspace
If you could look at the queue
Days getting better than you knew
Bright, sunny, and blue
And in your rearview
Inclement weather
Gonna get better
Not

the game up fuck the game up yeah  
Fuck the game up fuck the game up yeah   
I just wanna fuck the game up

Excuse me 
I belong in the front of the queue

I wish that I blocked you from the beginning
Always disappearing
You've got my head spinning
Always on my mind
But you never hit my line
You just

I wish that I blocked you from the beginning
Always disappearing
You've got my head spinning
Always on my mind
But you never hit my line
You just

wait til the day
That my driveway's blocked by a gate
I can't wait til the day that I get all this money And my whole family is straight
I can't wait til

Forged from the catacombs arise before the afternoon
Said fuck the rules so I fly without a parachute
Mine is way overdue line I better jump the queue

on a motherfucking drip with a leash
So I can't escape the darkness
Fill a double cup up with Hennessy
So I can maintain remorseless

Skip a queue
Mr. Know-It-All
You

Seems that I was born - a strange society
So many people should be living brave and free
I'm in the queue again - it's been so many hours
See

to say?
I got a queue of dudes who, if you mentioned my name, would get in a rage
And...it was never my way
To leave people worse after meeting me than when

rules/forcing people by the millions pack them like some mules/pools of blood where’s the news/even blocked out the tools/means to survival no gas light or food/

a clear way in front
Edge forward into the box, get blocked by the bastard in front
Back wheels stuck in box, I don't think anything of it
Two weeks later,

So high my vision’s blocked by white clouds
No permission when I hang with white crowds
They won’t listen when I feeling fried out
Slow admission, hope

But you want me, what would you do
Slide through in a cope may back wit no  roof And I'm some fool for trusting you
I blocked your number, press delete

was closed up
Fucked over blocked by a wall
Stuck
In a shell of what I am and what I was
It wasn't nun' I wasn't me I wasn't who I wanna be
It wasn't