Focus steady and I´m broken I was wrestling on the low-end My prerequisite to goin´ in I chief recklessly with no end I went heavy on the dosage
Try and cop a hemi like my bro did I reap everything I sowed in It seem effortless with no stitch It´s we steppas bitch, ya notice Cream preps in the cold wind Seen Skeppy out in Shoreditch He said the telly for the hoes Keep them heffers off ya doorstep Geese feathers under foreheads Tempur-Pedic with the reaper, got the low deck It wasn´t easy, but we grown men I really mean it like the song said I gotta beat ´em like The Lox Got my demons on the wall press Four arms and feet on necks I´m seeing green like I bought triss They in the red like forceps We beat ´em like a cheesy joke
Even when the freakin´ horse dead Quiet on set
The especially important part played by the mhondoro or the royal ancestors as protectors of the land and bringers of the rains is also recognized in popular song