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Stogie T

Tumi Molekane (born 16 August 1981) is a Tanzanian-born South African rapper and poet. He was the lead vocalist of Tumi and the Volume, that was officially disbanded in 2012. In 2016 Tumi relaunched himself as Stogie T and released an eponymous album titled 'Stogie T' which featured Da L.E.S, Lastee, Emtee, Nasty C, Nadia Nakai & Yanga. He has 2 singles from the album. The first single "Diamond Walk" features rapper Nadia Nakai in the video. His second single from the album By Any Means which features a hook and verses from Emtee and Yanga. more »

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Ah Stogie T
Ey you gon have to settle down man
You got a lot to get through ait
After this man you gon have to decide
You know I draw the line
Make a decision where do you stand

I somewhere in the world
Somewhere in the world some nigga making a mean face
While making a meme wasting time he could have dream chased
Wasn't he your fav
Now you wanna Meek Drake
Married onto the net
No bread but wanna eat cake
It's bad enough people battling poverty rates
Passed down like 4x100m relay
It's a dash to the summit
And Hustlers can't stomach crabs in the bucket
That would cash in their mothers facts
You not brothers you bastards covet
And pass judgment tag others laugh at accomplishments that you can't muster
Bloodsucker uncle Ruckus types
Watching us double bucks enough
To trouble and have your blood pressure bubble up
Man the f*ck is up
You don't like your life level up
Get a job get a shot or shoot yourself Cheddar Bob
You hear em chatter on
Dragging people to Babylon
Back em against the wall like where you hear that from (I read a blog)
Had it with y'all chatty pattys and frauds adding you your salt to unbalance the sauce
And make a meal of it of course
You know the sort to think a nigga is dom for selling spykos nama kota but they can't afford iSonka
Boss up
Lace the Jordans up
Stand up like a lobster
Put some Jordan Peterson in your walk punk
Sure nuff they want you to fail cuz they awestruck
Applauding lames gassing them like they came in from Austria

But l'm the wrong one you paint me with the wrong brush
How can I hate what I create
Just hope you cared for more than bucks
It's really awesome I'm happy for your small run
You turned tired 16's into a 4x4 son
But clueless to the standards
It's usually embarrassing to witness the pubescent hubris and arrogance
I was tutored from a different school of graduates
If we don't see eye to eye
That's the view from where I'm standing
So there you have it

Melila Immigrant Stories

When kings run out of grace
Kingdoms go up in flames
When killing is customary your kin go running for safe
You don't know her but the story arc is the same
Boat loads displaced mostly young and afraid
Row across the straits
Coastguard when in Spain
They trying to ship you back it's a false start to your fate
But Red Cross lady knows that stoic display
It's really masking the trauma that more than often is rape

It's bottled rage it's cousins slain its no funeral without a grave
It's no conclusion to where Poppa lay
Without a pastors prayers no greener pastures there
Lost in this unfamiliar world without family
Cause she don't wanna sound ungrateful for life
But sometimes she wonder if death is as painful as life
Survival is like the most ill-fated price
A cruel joke designed to delight an absent divine
Fools gold you left all your prospects behind
If you know what's best forget what you left behind
Keep the demons at bay
When they form to visit your mind
Hope your demeanor don't sway
When they call you immigrant swine
Bidding your time wounds heal the lesson is tough
You meet a guy who's real and gives you love
You'll see that in time the newsreel with immigrants might come to leave you passive
Where you feel nothing but calm

Calm down police dudes say keep it peaceful
These run down streets is cruel and you people are lethal
Crowd shouting vitriolic rhythms that they sing to
This march rowdy captain says this gathering's illegal
You shot him for no reason
Wasn't hustling or dealing
Found ounces of weed we know you target us repeated
It's hard to argue when the witness say they seen it
Some sobbing others seething
There's gone be trouble this evening
County official is pleading through the media
Let the law run its course
Not a single soul believe him
But there's an old Swahili idiom that they teach us
Rather than say what will I eat say
What will I eat with
Miss Taylor walking past with a secret
Old enough to remember her family members were beaten
Jim Crow lunacy an civil rights achievement
This road is usually a intricately winding decent

Tell you what she feeling but conceals what she's thinking
She bleeds for these children
But unyielding in her reasoning
Too many funerals where children do the killing
Same people screaming justice is moving illicit
So f*ck this movement you cling to
This is twisted
Its up to this nigga killing kids to keep the peace here
So she not shouting or picketing police
She keeps it in and weeps
While yearning for inner peace
Peace

To my dearest loving spouse
How to begin this letter does truly confound
However to render God thanks for his mercies abound
For you could take pleasure to read what I am blessed to announce
My safe passage through this perilous journey
Evidenced clearly in earlier journal entries where death was a certainty
You could scarce image the anguish tormenting me
That I would never see London's sun set or feel it's breeze
We arrived safe in Gambia River lost some silver sugar stock delivered sadly half the crew succumb to shivers
And all these dastardly circumstances followed hither
The man you came to know as Harrison passed even quicker
The slave markets here seem bigger
Shrewd traders scheme with cruel slavers to pull raids on poor natives
I've come to believe with some degree of certainty
This place locks hearts away as well as the chains you see
But I am stilled by scripture
That we are not condemned for 'tis right of men to reign over beasts here
As long as we clear
It's not barbaric bloodletting when prophetic God messengers have decreed it
But I'm afraid the good Lords word isn't heeded
I am often treated to the despotic forms of the heathen
One only notice the man made contours of lesions to see that abolitionists might have cause for grievance
And set us on a course against these unsociable people
The iron and branded might seek redress from the evils
Not my intention to present woe from this reading
Just let this stand evidence of foretold upheaval
I must leave you
You must attend to whatever Yorkshire county happenstance steals you
Farewell for now my dearest love until I see you
On this earth in your heart or his glorious kingdom

Caliphate caliphate caliphate
God is great God is great God is great
Caliphate caliphate caliphate
Cut his head cut his head cut his head

I got sniper rifles on deck
RPG's for infidels
81 milimeter motar shells
Send these demons back to hell
It's Sharia Law or nothing else
Can't reason with the devil
If I live for war is cause peace is meant to keep the deen suppressed
Don't believe the west with their BBCs and their CNNs
On TV screen just sin and flesh
Filthy women living for sex
Sickly infected men kissing men
Dumb citizens call me a terrorist in defense
Your military does even worse to the innocent with missile tanks

So its off with your head
Bonafide for the Islamic State
More martyrs for the caliphate
Gorgeous lass when I enter the gates
Soldiers spilneless cowardly ways of drone attacks with our family's in bed
Lock us up in Guantenemo Bay
Allah Ta'alla will never forsake

Caliphate caliphate caliphate
God is great God is great God is great
Caliphate caliphate caliphate
Cut his head cut his head cut his head

Barely nobody says Louis Vuitton
So this snob bitch pouting cause they pronounce this shit wrong
Ain't o points for being right
Bag the shoe horn and move on
These niggas properly buy it
So who putting who on
Came from coupons and four room walls
To hashtag #FoodPorn
In five star restaurants from Europe
It ain't a new song
But sure sounds different to the usual
Meet a guy give him time
Think he fly and that you slow
He sneaking out with his guys making her Tony Kukoc
She sneaking out with his guys making a right with two wrongs
Something to chew on settle for dicks who's Loot long as Luke Longley
Centre of the bullshit you on ey

Don't nobody say L'occitane
But they washed they sins with it when they bought new tans
He old enough to be dad she grown enough to be bad
The money up is a web a 419 scam
The hood talking they love t

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