Footprints

[Intro]
Eish, ke kopa go phusha die-ding [?]
Eish, focus...

[Verse 1]
Kgale ke sa bale, kgale ke sa kwale
Then I'm wondering, why ke pallwa ke go phusha spane
Kgale ke sa zame, feed me Lord, I’m hungry
Fuck a record deal, give me hundred geez and watch me
Is this fate, hundred haters all around me
Blue collar job nigga, earn a little money
Just enough to buy candy for my girl Barney
I hate been broke, one item in the trolley
Maybe, ke gagabelle back to Morafe
Back to get my job back, e mpaletse plaasi
I tried on the farm, my fortune I could never find
I'm a fine farmer, but a good rain I could never time
Lee are I'm suffering from low self esteem
Hardly half the man I am when I use to play for a team
Now I’m crouching in the corner, I'm preaching self pity
Ke ikutlwela bohloko while I'm smoking this bidi

[Chorus]
Kante, Ramasedi o na ntsa mpona
Hantse ke tsamaya ke goboga ke igoga
Balakaletsi bantse ba nkgotla
A re o itshoke soon dilo di tla popa
Just kneel and pray

Kante, Ramasedi o na mpona
Hantse ke tsamaya ke goboga ke igoga
Balakaletsi ba ntse ba mfela
A re seka inela, soon struggle se tla duela
Just kneel and pray

[Verse: 2]
Botshelo bo ntikile ka mekgwa e me ntsi
Bo exploit'a insecurity yame
Ke gopola the sheriff of the court, right in front of our house
The fool a rekisa ntlo ya hae ko gaye
Ke gopola the shame on my family, explaining to friends
Trying to keep my head high, but the pain too intense
Monna a itshokile dikeledi, o'lady a re: "O sa lla"
Ithute from this lessons, botshelo bo sa go palla
Iyo banna ruri botshelo ke sera
Round about the same year, my boy checked into rehab
His fam mad scared from the prophesies he said
Me, mad scared 'cause I'll never hear him rap again
Nou re godile, he is a father and a king
I'm a farmer with the cream, we the black dream team
I left the game a few years, became a pilgrim
Came back on the YBA, fucking the system
’Cause I know…

[Chorus]
Ramasedi o na ntsa mpona
Hantse ke tsamaya ke goboga ke igoga
Balakaletsi bantse ba nkgotla
A re o itshoke soon dilo di tlo popa
Just kneel and pray

Kante, Ramasedi o na mpona
Hantse ke tsamaya ke goboga ke igoga
Balakaletsi ba ntse ba mfela
A re seka inela, soon struggle se tla duela
Just kneel and pray

[Verse 3]
Dipotso dintsi di thlokile karabo fela
Peba, you my homie I won’t loose my love for you
I'm a street cat I lay my head on any avenue
I’m a hustler man, I make my money bitjie-bitjie solo
Many, many days come and go by without change
Ke gopola Rre Mogolo
Nou you're a gentleman a stately figure
Keep trying to fit in your shoes but they grow bigger
Keep dropping out of school, still hitting on liquor
But she don't mind she knows I'm hot paprika, I am
Soon I’ll be the homie with the crocodile smile
Make no mistake, I'll do whatever even if it is crime
Much love to everybody who be loving me
Made it back now, I think it's time I thank you properly
Bless you, Black men ke ya le leboga
'Cause of you ke nna yo gape ke ya tsoga
'Cause ke ya itsi…

[Chorus]
Kante, Ramasedi o na ntsa mpona
Hantse ke tsamaya ke goboga ke igoga
Balakaletsi bantse ba nkgotla
A re o itshoke soon dilo di tla popa
Just kneel and pray

Kante, Ramasedi o na mpona
Hantse ke tsamaya ke goboga ke igoga
Balakaletsi ba ntse ba mfela
A re seka inela, soon struggle se tla duela
Just kneel and pray

[Outro]
Yeah, kgumama o rapele, boss
Dilo di tla siama
Peace!