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letra de swi ta twala - garrine

[intro]
in this rapping game i’m coming for the sovereign
i’ve been starving, appet-te sharpened
ascertain, opposition will be feeling heat..giyani flame
preserve and proclaim, living up to my name (hlayisani)
and i’ll be coming for everything i deserve
with this kind of drive i promise, no longer will we be swerved
i’ve been losing some steps but i never lost my timing
and i pray that now i’m bright enough for them to see me shinning

[verse 1]
in this rapping game ani telanga ku tlanga naswintsongo
loko ni koka rinoko va ta banana tinhloko
ni kala na vurhongo ntsutsumisa yo milorho
ntava kombeta mihlolo, swi ta tsanda na tihlolo
though i’m terrified i’ll sacrifice to be satisfied
as i magnify my naked eye see paradise
so i take a step inside in this mess
if i sacrifice till i’m left to die
recognize, i’ll be the best to fly!
the way i flow ingaku i mati lawo tenga
se ni lava ku tleketlela, nlava mali ya mandela
pfula ndlela se na nghena, ku ta ba nkarhi ni va nhenha!
va ta tshemba, ni karhele ku hlalela
ni ta hisa khangala, nita hisa bya khangala
niri swi ta tsanda na ku timela makala loko ni hisa bya khangala
na valala va ta tsaka, va ta tala va tlhela va khapa swi ta twala, ah

[hook]
bya khangala, nita hisa bya khangala
nita hisa bya khangala, nita hisa bya khangala
bya khangala, nita hisa bya khangala
nita hisa bya khangala, nita hisa bya khangala
swi ta twala, niri swi ta twala
niri swi ta twala, va ta timela makala
swi ta twala, niri swi ta twala
niri swi ta twala hi ririmi ra manana

[bridge]
listen as i play the symphony
no one has more power than a praying man with a plan who’s out to make history
the mystery i lyrically put on instrumental
no amount of similes can fully express my mental
tsonga is my mother tongue, music is the language that i put in use to gain advantage as i vanquish
please pardon me if i seem like a savage
pardon all my manners, ni twa ndlala i’ve been famished

[verse 2]
eventually my paragraphs and voice become a harmony
the best of me is starving now i harvest from the poverty
the pen i squeeze the ink with all the words into the novelty
best believe my pedigree will lead me to a prodigy
things are looking up, looking at the skies i’m blessed
with a microphone and semitone i came to free the deaf
another stepping stone, now i seek the scroll to be the best
gonna spit the flows for my woes until there’s nothing left
ni ta fana na mavandla loko ni famba mananga
niri swi ta twala hi ririmi ra manana
ni ta pfula na tindleve leti nga pfaleka
loko va tlela ntava dzudza ku fana na mberha, hehe
kutlula ka mhala swi letela ya le ndzeni
ni khensa vamakwavo, amini tshikangi empfhukeni
ingi vatswari va ngo swi vona hile tilweni
langutani namuntlha ingaku ntlharhi evuxeni, ya

[outro]
khangala khangala khangala khangala khangala
khangala khangala khangala khangala khangala
tima kala ra wena, na tshwa hi ndzilo
tima kala ra wena, na tshwa hi ndzilo

- garrine

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