Ain`t no artist in South Africa better that Emtee as far as music is concerned ever since he came up, his music stick. Emtee Number 1 artist in SA. Cassper number one selling artist in SA.
everytime i listen to Emtee, after 4 lines i am always like nyee... then the African in me whispers 'jaribu kutulia, upumbazwe' then he hits the chorus with that native mother tongue like ' Asikho iskati sako jola Manje seni fona ma dollar O ya shisa mdoko phola ' ...which i don't know what it means but i dig it because we are children of tinted melanin.
What I do What I do I just pulled up ekasi naba ngani bami Swag on the hunnid At the corner store with all my phandas On the grind holla if you wanna Now they looking at me funny Like I shouldn't be getting this money Now they looking at me funny Like I shouldn't be getting this money I got the 1.25 sip sip sip, scoop a few times 2 joints in my pockets just because a young nigga too fly You don't know where I bees at I'm just minding my beeswax Steady countin' up these stacks Hella bars, C Max Asikh' iskhathi sok'jola Manje seng funa ma dollar Uyashisa mdoko phola Ngob' iscima lana ungas'thola Whoa, whoa So much dough I'm tryna spend it at the corner store Max out then I make some more Abasang' nyatsi anymore I just ran up the money Now they looking at me funny when they know I'm hustling OGs put me on 'cause they know I keeps it one hundred And they don't underestimate me no more I'm the one to tell the shooter See who's at the door I'll be on top 'cause I'm smoking hydro And I see these rappers tryna steal my flow, ayy Just as long as they don't never steal my goal That's when you will know that I ain't smiling no more Asikh' iskhathi sok'jola Manje seng'funa 'ma dollar Uyashisa mdoko phola Ngob' iscima lana ungas'thola Whoa, whoa So much dough I'm tryna spend it at the corner store (I'm tryna spend) Max out then I make some more (Max out) Abasang' nyatsi anymore Got my loot up, I'm moving up And soon enough I'ma get the power Steady dissing me when I was broke Now shit is getting really sour I was raised by the Hillbrow tower Hustling in the early hours At the crib just to take a shower Back to the grind, we burn up the flower, aye Ngiyakhumbula tryna get a deal Bekuntswempu ntwana it was real I still remember how it feel Even in the Winter we would chill I had nothing, they hated me still Sippin' my drank, get hurt if you spill I don't care how you feel Dawg, my shooter he kill Asikh' iskhathi sok'jola Manje seng'funa 'ma dollar Uyashisa mdoko phola Ngob' iscima lana ungas'thola Whoa, whoa So much dough I'm tryna spend it at the corner store (I'm tryna spend) Max out then I make some more (I make some more) Abasang' nyatsi anymore
I grwand ntwana...I'm also up and down ntwana trynna get this Cash...I leave home early in the morning and come back late whe it's supper just to take a shower!!(bath) and then leave again and come back the next day...coz I have a son that i wanna provide for...so you're an inspiration brother...haters will hate!! but i'm 100% behind you and i'm your number 1 fan
