Touch My Blood

Lyrics

[Chorus] Lions in the jungle, going in for the kill Number five with the mambo, demi-sec finna chill Niggas in the club better keep their distance Oh it's finna go down for real This is for my gintsas with their fist up You gon' touch my blood for real You gon' touch my blood for real You gon' touch my blood for real You gon' touch my blood for real You gon' touch my blood for real [Verse 1] They told me to relax, I massage my own ego Started me a band then clocked guitar hero Brassie van die Kaap we're not from Mondeo People in the south they bump me not Migos I swim in the tank with sharks and not nemos Evil people who act like Don Cheadle I can smell a rat, that Axe a strong deo' How we get the banks and land from white people? Zeros Pre '94 I was laanie, post '94, kwenzakalani? Grand folks voted for the party That threw us in the garbage Mmusi Maimane say that we're the next Zimbabwe All I see is Zimbali from my suite in Dubane [Chorus] Lions in the jungle (Jungle) Going in for the kill (In for the kill) Number five with the mambo (Mambo) Demi-sec finna chill Niggas in the club better keep their distance Or it's finna go down for real (It's going down) This is for my gintsas with their fist up You gon' touch my blood for real You gon' touch my blood for real (Yeah-yeah) You gon' touch my blood for real (Yeah-yeah) You gon' touch my blood for real (Yeah-yeah) You gon' touch my blood for real [Verse 2] Young Forbes get the cheese White boys finna freeze Tracksuit in the boardroom Hundred bands in the keys Ever since I blew up, I feel like I'm 2Pac They gon' give me group love like I'm Dru Hill Sleeping in the bed with my current mami game And I'm thinking 'bout who I'm gon' text, Blue tick Is you gon' get the new Buscemis? Ooh shame, who finna washa you lames? I'll be gone in a minute Touch down with the bus down, the sky is the limit From the start to the finish keep God in my heart And my dogs go to heaven [Chorus] Lions in the jungle (Jungle) Going in for the kill (In for the kill) Number five with the mambo (Mambo) Demi-sec, finna chill Niggas in the club better keep their distance Or it's finna go down for real (It's going down) This is for my gintsas with their fist up You gon' touch my blood for real You gon' touch my blood for real You gon' touch my blood for real You gon' touch my blood for real You gon' touch my blood for real [Verse 3] Way before I got my Rands up Teachers would tell me to pull my pants up Parents evening was a disaster Show me love, show me love Been blowing up like Samsung Even had the brush cut something like Samson I was in the classroom dreaming up anthems Now they see the tattoos then they get asthma Tell me I'm handsome, tell me I'm cool Tell me everybody else been old news Tell me what's happening, what happened to the passion? What happened to the soul food? Everybody living with their nose down, caught up in their mobile Tryna act brand new (Shuu) I guess a man gotta do what he gotta do [Chorus] Lions in the jungle (Jungle) Going in for the kill (In for the kill) Number five with the mambo (Mambo) Demi-sec, finna chill Niggas in the club better keep their distance Or it's finna go down for real (It's going down) This is for my gintsas with their fist up You gon' touch my blood for real You gon' touch my blood for real You gon' touch my blood for real You gon' touch my blood for real You gon' touch my blood for real