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treating his nose
Bitch, I'm a king with a mouth full of golds
We flushing that work if they kick in the door
I got the power like Tommy and Ghost
Might

I pray for my enemies
I pray for my friends
I pray for the one who won't betray me again
I pray for the killers
I pray for the saints
Please

my city, always rep the home town
I put on for my city, always rep the home town
I said I put on for my city, always rep the home town
I put on for my

through blood agone
With fires and coals
They burnt their city of gold
Now a kingdom whose riches is gritstone
And yet they roam
Through tunnels below

of these gadgets got us distracted
Cause life's intensities got the homeless living in Tent Cities
It's original intent was to sit with ease
This isn't how

they can’t break

I’m from the city where the city niggas die
Where you from
Kaapstad
I’m from the city where we struggle to survive
Where you from

I AM BACK 
By Ezoman

I’m back…

Could it be for real now I’ll live, 
How could I’ve survived all those days
You cannot relate with the loss in my,

drop
Am I out of time?

I got, gold metal
On my watch

It's a lotta undead walking in the side street
A lot of zombies posted in the city block
I see

Take my body
Take my soul
Take my honey and my gold
Take my heart don't break it though
Bring the money
Spend it all
Put your body on my own
Touch it

love them boys like next to kin
Long time my heart been cold
Gotta knock off the frost
Everything glitter ain't gold
Gotta wipe off the gloss
Pray for me

For every soul
A land of Love
A land of Gold
The hand God
Provides for all
Come one come all
United we'll stand
We will never fall
When the city holding

like rhythm
I claim my city
Now they do it
Now they do it
I broke bread but
Coulda bought sum shoes
Big gold chain comes from
Bachems jewls
I gotta flow

I think im runnin my city
Think the Margielas concur
Need the dry clean on the fur
Someone should polish the buffs
Oba my vision's a blur
Pardon

and it's ok
It's music it's hip-hop it's groundbreaking
When I do it, it's war

In the city watch how I'm
Getting head with it she do it with no hands
And I

the time

But it's ok with me
Pray for me, Pray for me
And if I don't make it home in the morning
Please pray for me

I know them fuck niggas talk all

lies
Our people is deprived, cant open their eyes
Welcome to Cape Town, welcome to my town
Welcome to the city that houses Table mount
Welcome to Long

crazy they threw
It all for the fame

Money ain't the root of all
Evil it's attention now
Knocking down schools in my city
To bring a prison 'round
They

a better road
And send my love and condolence to Buffalo
The place I call home
Pray for my city
Pray for my city

They say a setback
Is set up for a comeback

by my Saviour I stand
Will there be any stars in my crown.

Will there be any stars, any stars in my crown
When at evening the sun goeth down
When I

Will There Be Any Stars?

Alison Krauss

I Know Who Holds Tomorrow

1994

will be when his face I behold
Living gems at his feet to lay down
It would sweeten my bliss in the city of gold
Should there be any stars in my crown.

When the last time you been hypnotized
Blinded by the light of things you thought you needed to survive 
I'm just focused on this dream of mine

We don't even know what it's gonna take for us to change the world but

Wake up every morning, man to God I gotta pray
Got some people wishing I

Been chillin by the rose gardens
Rose petals come with more problems
Im bloomin in the city now
Catch me planning with my gold flowers
Been chillin

to braid my hair
Now you here up in my condo
Tryna fuck and be legit is she trill? Shit?
I be in the city where my niggas loco
By the Yorkdale while