Points by Parley Wang Lyrics
[Verse]
Hop out of your seats please get on your feet
For the purpose of this here demonstration I'll need (I'm gone need to)
Separate the know-nots from the enlightened
Security on standby, rebound any industry homies who just might interrupt me
Back in my days folks hit the ropes motherfuckers you're done
(I have been a)
Jail camp, sidewalking tramp
Searching for a stamp of approval
Victim of the forced removals
A hidden gem in this crime-ridden dispensation
Tryna make a quick buck off this generation
My Christian background taught me a few prayers I'd recite while hopping block to block throwing butterscotch
I've built a hunger no left-over can satisfy
My wants I need to instantly gratify
My pot to urine been a plastic bucket
I'd kick it to piss you off
My great advice is just don't get involved
Super rats adorn my feet on 'Trust Nobody' street
I'm reverent with the loud on me
I hope somebody's proud of me
As I sweep through Kasi streets like women at morning
Her son ain't come home, a mother is mourning
I'll face you all while you pray I fall on my face
I plant pockets on every street just in case I fall from your grace
You'll get a dose of these ashy knuckles from Jozi
These streets have always been cold
& 'em corners never been cosy
I'm choosing my only choice
Ain't no white flag I shall hoist when..
There's a new world order moving to the sound of my voice
[Hook]
This for the hunger that builds & the extinct that kills
For the fire that's ever burning & the magic that heals
When I'm still & the world is turning I'll firmly be real
Just a man in a mirror cradled in a moment of truth spitting till the day he here lies
When it's dark in the streets & I can't find my feet
Till the lights shone on me
When the low-lying clouds threaten sunny days
I'll be safe
In the ambit of my freedom of expression till better days (X2)
[Outro]
There was no retreat for the defender of dreams
Evidently prepared to die for what he believes
While pages, tables & new leaves turn
On a skewed axis the world turns away
He lives to see another day
Never to appear with hands up in surrender
They raise only to empower, celebrate or praise
Scowering through the streets for betters days
The last of Oumas sons
This Two he did it once, Parley Wang
2!
Hop out of your seats please get on your feet
For the purpose of this here demonstration I'll need (I'm gone need to)
Separate the know-nots from the enlightened
Security on standby, rebound any industry homies who just might interrupt me
Back in my days folks hit the ropes motherfuckers you're done
(I have been a)
Jail camp, sidewalking tramp
Searching for a stamp of approval
Victim of the forced removals
A hidden gem in this crime-ridden dispensation
Tryna make a quick buck off this generation
My Christian background taught me a few prayers I'd recite while hopping block to block throwing butterscotch
I've built a hunger no left-over can satisfy
My wants I need to instantly gratify
My pot to urine been a plastic bucket
I'd kick it to piss you off
My great advice is just don't get involved
Super rats adorn my feet on 'Trust Nobody' street
I'm reverent with the loud on me
I hope somebody's proud of me
As I sweep through Kasi streets like women at morning
Her son ain't come home, a mother is mourning
I'll face you all while you pray I fall on my face
I plant pockets on every street just in case I fall from your grace
You'll get a dose of these ashy knuckles from Jozi
These streets have always been cold
& 'em corners never been cosy
I'm choosing my only choice
Ain't no white flag I shall hoist when..
There's a new world order moving to the sound of my voice
[Hook]
This for the hunger that builds & the extinct that kills
For the fire that's ever burning & the magic that heals
When I'm still & the world is turning I'll firmly be real
Just a man in a mirror cradled in a moment of truth spitting till the day he here lies
When it's dark in the streets & I can't find my feet
Till the lights shone on me
When the low-lying clouds threaten sunny days
I'll be safe
In the ambit of my freedom of expression till better days (X2)
[Outro]
There was no retreat for the defender of dreams
Evidently prepared to die for what he believes
While pages, tables & new leaves turn
On a skewed axis the world turns away
He lives to see another day
Never to appear with hands up in surrender
They raise only to empower, celebrate or praise
Scowering through the streets for betters days
The last of Oumas sons
This Two he did it once, Parley Wang
2!