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Slump (prod. shaunklaas)
Written by Shaun Klaas & Mlamli


— Hook —

I've been riding solo, again
Knife on me, I might have to use it, again
Cookie coming on a silver platter, I sin
Fuck away from me don't try to sip my gin...
My gin

I've been riding solo, again
Knife on me, I might have to use it, again
Cookie coming on a silver platter, I sin
Fuck away from me don't try to sip my gin...
My gin

— Verse 1: Shaun Klaas —

Gin, yes, I leak
Walking like never had to talk, to speak
Devil got my addy now he knocking
At least

I don't even have to look the part
I'm in, I grin

Damn, Satan, come in
Lips dry, looking like a Mayan, I'm in
Why my flowers looking like they're dying again?
Pizza dancing gotta let the pie in... I did
But nowadays...

— Hook —

I've been riding solo, again
Knife on me, I might have to use it, again
Cookie coming on a silver platter, I sin
Fuck away from me don't try to sip my gin...
My gin

I've been riding solo, again
Knife on me, I might have to use it, again
Cookie coming on a silver platter, I sin
Fuck away from me don't try to sip my gin...
My gin

— Verse 2: Mlamli —

Tshi tshi 
Tryna find my balance lendlela imtyibilizi
Ice egazini, brrrrri
Ntliziy' ibanda ceke
Hell must have frozen over, heard 'em say
they way hotter then we
We're chillies, chile
Bhekela, Charlie... le chap
Akuy'qondi ba lencasa Ayisuleli 
It's okay ndithe  ndozijonga ispilini
Ubungasoz'  undigandicapukeli 
Depict me Van Gogh, andimameli
Oh shit

— Hook —

I've been riding solo, again
Knife on me, I might have to use it, again
Cookie coming on a silver platter, I sin
Fuck away from me don't try to sip my gin...
My gin

I've been riding solo, again
Knife on me, I might have to use it, again
Cookie coming on a silver platter, I sin
Fuck away from me don't try to sip my gin...
My gin

— Outro —

Tshi tshi 
Tryna find my balance lendlela imtyibilizi
Ice egazini, brrrrri
Ntliziy' ibanda ceke

Slump (feat. Mlamli)

“Truth Hz”
Written and produced by Shaun Klaas.

— Verse —

When life turns cold and fabric becomes a message
I can only hope that karma becomes the lesson
Days in the fridge, see, Shaun might not get the message
'Cause dying's for the living and living is for the reckless

And here I am talking like I got love for my brethren
Drawing my conclusion, it's blasphemous what I'm sketching
Drop the shovel I think I need some time and I reckon
I might close my eyes and maybe wake up a different
contestant in this world of competition

On this foggy earth I look for accurate descriptions
System playing us like we're some mannequins and so I see
damages within us
See they're outchea cutting throats while we're busy pointing fingers
Now I figured, gotta keep my heart as cold as winter
Oh I know it, this might be your last day with us
Now I got niggas asking if I would split like splinters
when I worked alone for it

Tossing like I'm salad
Turning like a curve for it
Got my niggas asking if I went broke for it
The irony behind it, I might get a job for it

Cause these summer nights is cold
Room full of secrets, bet my skeleton's the only thing that
lands and feels at home
And loyalty's become another currency unknown
Still rely on me if you need anything to hone

Break a leg sounds good and all but I befriended ropes
Got me skipping to the part of life we definitely know...
And that's the end of it

Death comes, death goes, ain't no deficit
Every breath I take is just another nigga exiting
Since the beginning I've been looking for the end of it

So when shit hits the fan and alcohol hits the liver
I hope you find your place on this Earth, my nigga

Yeah, my nigga



Truth Hz

“Don't Die On Me Now (feat. King Com)”
Written by Shaun Klaas & King Com
Produced by Shaun Klaas.
Background vocals by Av Raincandy.

— Pre-chorus —

Don't die on me now, uh
Don't die on me now, uh
Don't die on me now, uh
Don't die one me, yo-yo

Don't die on me now, uh
Don't die on me now, uh
Don't die on me, uh-uh
Don't die on me now, uh

— Chorus —

You can't run away
You can't run away from me
You can't run away
You can't run away from me, yuh

You can't run away from me, uh
Yo... from me, uh
Yo... from me
You can't...

— Verse 1: Shaun Klaas —

No second chances if you do me wrong
Earn respect to get respect
Niggas think we fuck shit up
We ain't even reckless yet

Ain't no time to second guess I represent
Gang mentality developments, my mind's a mess
Rather I chase a dream and smoke with my homies
Got Mary on me, I smell like a burning forest whenever I hit the road
'Bout to treat the game like it just dropped the soap and fuck shit up.

I'm never capping, seen heroes turn into has-beens
From zero I hit a hundred like I got a shitty budget
We're never budging, you bugging
I'm chasing bags, don't even got a bucket

But we're mobbin' like, mhmm
But we're mobbin' like, mhmm
But we're mobbin' like, yah
But we're mobbin' like, uh

— Bridge —

Yo-yo
Yo-yo-yo-yo-yo, yo
Yo-yo, ye-ye, ye, ye-ye, ye
Yo, yo
Ye-ye, ye, ye-ya
Yo, yo
Yo, yo

— Chorus —

You can't run away
You can't run away from me
You can't run away
You can't run away from me, yuh

You can't run away from me, uh
Yo... from me, uh
Yo... from me
You can't...

— Verse 2: King Com —

Uh...
I praise the lord, the mighty all God
And we slaughter goats guess nobody can fuck
with us we're that godly, uh

Please send 'em location
Pro'lly they find us with snakes, Guccis, and Prada
Guess we're the only survivors, uh

Be compared with niggas who don't know money
I hate niggas who got money 'cause they always be up to something
In this game they always call me the beast
King Com out the leash, I'm a king and a god in the streets
You can't run away, this is paradise they throw me a pair of dice

Ain't no peace, yeah, dead or alive
Holy ghost, I'll never sell you my soul
These niggas barely got all these hoes
They be digging that gold

— Pre-chorus —

Don't die on me now, uh
Don't die on me now, uh
Don't die on me now, uh
Don't die one me, yo-yo

Don't die on me now, uh
Don't die on me now, uh
Don't die on me, uh-uh
Don't die on me now, uh

— Chorus —

You can't run away
You can't run away from me
You can't run away
You can't run away from me, yuh

You can't run away from me, uh
Yo... from me, uh
Yo... from me
You can't...

— Bridge —

Yo-yo
Yo-yo-yo-yo-yo, yo
Yo-yo, ye-ye, ye, ye-ye, ye
Yo, yo
Ye-ye, ye, ye-ya
Yo, yo
Yo, yo

Don't Die On Me Now

“Faucet Interlude”
Written and produced by Shaun Klaas.

I hope you're breathing today
I hope you're breathing today
I, I, I hope you're breathing today

— Chorus —

I hope you're breathing today
I hope your skeletons stay in your closet, uh
Leak your secrets like a faucet, uh
Don't know limitations, nigga
Only thing I give a fuck about is caution

They're saying love is the answer, but...
Look at where that shit has gotten me
Yeah, uh, yeah

I hope you're breathing today
I hope your skeletons stay in your closet, uh
Leak your secrets like a faucet, uh
Don't know limitations, nigga
Only thing I give a fuck about is caution

They're saying love is the answer, but...
Look at where that shit has gotten me

— Verse 1 —

Road is getting kinda rocky, yeah
Niggas always trynna block me, huh
Everybody turning salty, yeah
Niggas scheming, turning ponsy, huh

I just do my shit in private, dive in, hit up Moolah
for the options, whether or not I should drop it, huh
Sound like “Huh, huh” when the hit me up for profits

Draw up the thesis
Whole lot of guap but the won't let you see it
Rhyme without reason, it's been like that for 'em every season
Feasting on every beat as I reach in my s'khwama to be all I can be
I see, they're leeching, reaching, I cannot hand out the key
Dreaming, only way to keep it breathing is losing my sleep

But still...

— Chorus —

I hope you're breathing today
I hope your skeletons stay in your closet, uh
Leak your secrets like a faucet, uh
Don't know limitations, nigga
Only thing I give a fuck about is caution

They're saying love is the answer, but...
Look at where that shit has gotten me
Got me, yeah

I hope you're breathing today
I hope your skeletons stay in your closet, uh
Leak your secrets like a faucet, uh
Don't know limitations, nigga
Only thing I give a fuck about is caution

They're saying love is the answer, but...
Look at where that shit has gotten me

— Bridge —

Breathe for me, breathe
I hope you breath for me, breathe

Breathe for me, breathe
I hope you breath for me, breathe

Breathe for me, breathe
I hope you breath for me, breathe

Breathe for me, breathe
I hope you breath for me, breathe

(Welele, welele)

— Verse 2 —

I gotta leave momma again
Told my cousin I'mma visit again
Said she love me I'll ignore it again
Here I am being poison again

Here I am with my head getting bigger
I'm just trynna be a regular nigga
Suffocating, see the plot getting thicker
Niggas growing, now my peers getting sicker, resorting to liquor

I ain't problematic but...
Seen nooses, wrists getting cut
Been searching for some bubble butts
Think I need something different
Cut from a different cloth
See I got a gut feeling kneeling ain't helping

Think I need me a couple slut shaming niggas so
I feel  equivalent to something
Life giving me a mini Rush Hour feeling
Got adrenaline and gin up in my system

Fuck being a little tipsy, I'm a little drunk
Can't tell me nothing, you're a little punk
You ain't gang-gang, you ain't slatt-slatt
Pack my shit and relocate, out chasing destiny and dust

Nothing much
Shit really changing, I ain't even trynna hit the club

— Bridge —

(Welele)
Breathe for me, breathe
I hope you breath for me, breathe

(Welele)
Breathe for me, breathe
I hope you breath for me, breathe

(Welele)
Breathe for me, breathe
I hope you breath for me, breathe

(Welele)
Breathe for me, breathe
I hope you breath for me, breathe

(Welele, welele)

— Chorus —

I hope you're breathing today
I hope your skeletons stay in your closet, uh
Leak your secrets like a faucet, uh
Don't know limitations, nigga
Only thing I give a fuck about is caution

They're saying love is the answer, but...
Look at where that shit has gotten me
Got me, yeah

I hope you're breathing today
I hope your skeletons stay in your closet, uh
Leak your secrets like a faucet, uh
Don't know limitations, nigga
Only thing I give a fuck about is caution

They're saying love is the answer, but...
Look at where that shit has gotten me

(Welele, welele) ×3

Faucet Interlude

“Holy Manzi (feat. Mlamli)”
Written by Shaun Klaas and Mlamli.
Produced by Shaun Klaas.

— Chorus —

Holy manzi
Holy manzi, yhooo
Holy manzi
Uh, holy water dawgg

Hay', holy manzi, ye-ye
Holy manzi, ya-ya
Holy manzi
Hay', holy manzi

— Post-chorus —

Thixo nd'namadinga
I think need me some money, please
Hay', holy manzi

Thixo nd'namadinga
I think need me some money, please
Holy manzi
Hay', holy manzi

— Bridge —

Hay', holy manzi, ye-ye
Holy, mhmm, holy, hay'
Holy manzi, ye-ye
Holy manzi, ye-ye
Holy, mhmm, holy, hay'
Holy manzi, ye-ye
Holy, mhmm, holy, hay'
Holy manzi, ye

— Verse 1: Shaun Klaas —

I need me some water, huh
I need me a quarter, uh
I jump off the border, uh
I dump 'em overboard
like them niggas on my corner, uh

Code black on my daughter, huhh
I pour on the soda, mhmm
I might get Her pregnant, mhmm
She'll buy me a daughter, uh

You better get moving, dawgg
You better get real, mhmm
Indab' isukil', mhmm
Back up from my grill, mhmm

You ballin' to kill, uh
I came with the skill, uh
Just here for the ho-ho-ho-ho...

— Chorus —

Holy manzi
Holy manzi, yhooo
Holy manzi
Uh, holy water dawgg

Hay', holy manzi, ye-ye
Holy manzi, ya-ya
Holy manzi
Hay', holy manzi

— Post-chorus —

Thixo nd'namadinga
I think need me some money, please
Hay', holy manzi

Thixo nd'namadinga
I think need me some money, please
Holy manzi
Hay', holy manzi

— Bridge —

Hay', holy manzi, ye-ye
Holy, mhmm, holy, hay'
Holy manzi, ye-ye
Holy manzi, ye-ye
Holy, mhmm, holy, hay'
Holy manzi, ye-ye
Holy, mhmm, holy, hay'
Holy manzi, ye

— Verse 2: Mlamli —

Nank' uTa Mlamli
Tata wabantwana, I be sonning niggaz, dawgg
Fak' imali uzobona 
Bhathala ndim noShaun Klizzy
Phek' umlilo ungaphazamisi, please

Otherwise 
No compromise 
This is Smack down, Raw dope for you  scrutinize
I found this next at to the recipe to turn water wine
Jitas jik' iwrists
Phum' isonka kwamtye 
'Bantu mabatye

— Bridge —

Hay', holy manzi, ye-ye
Holy, mhmm, holy, hay'
Holy manzi, ye-ye
Holy manzi, ye-ye
Holy, mhmm, holy, hay'
Holy manzi, ye-ye
Holy, mhmm, holy, hay'
Holy manzi, ye

— Chorus —

Holy manzi
Holy manzi, yhooo
Holy manzi
Uh, holy water dawgg

Hay', holy manzi, ye-ye
Holy manzi, ya-ya
Holy manzi
Hay', holy manzi

— Post-chorus —

Thixo nd'namadinga
I think need me some money, please
Hay', holy manzi

Thixo nd'namadinga
I think need me some money, please
Holy manzi
Hay', holy manzi

Holy Manzi

“XXI”
Written and produced by Shaun Klaas.

— Chorus —

It's like you knew me back then
Like you've seen me before
Am I not from this Earth?
Don't you open that door

Reflection, tell me what you have in store
Should I go for it?
Should I wait a little more?

It's like you knew me back then
Like you've seen me before
Am I not from this Earth?
Don't you open that door

Reflection, tell me what you have in store
Should I go for it?
Should I wait a little more?

— Post-chorus —

Talk like you know, know
Talk like you know it, boy
Talk like you know, know
Talk like you know it, boy
Talk like you know, know
Talk like you know it, boy
Talk like you know, know
Talk like you know it

— Bridge —

I'mma make it out
I'mma make it out
I'mma make it out
Father, i'mma make it out

I'mma make it out
I'mma make it out
Father, father...
Father God, I hope I make it out

— Verse —

It's like you knew me back then, but not anymore
Way too indecisive, don't know you no more
Whatchu got in store?

I got no ammo but them niggas still declaring war
Gatekeepers out here talking like they open doors.
Can't lie, yeah
I wouldn't die for you, dawgg
Can't lie

At least I try for you
Got some niggas that ride for you
Southern fried homicide for you
Momma's life on the line for you

Don't act like you didn't know that shit
Goin' out, I like it when nobody notice shit
My vocal on this beat, I'm sure they notice this
Devil whispered “Here, let me show you this”
And sure enough I found some bliss
And so from here we co-exist

Still ain't stepping out
And sure enough they doubt
But Dracula got a plan for you, we gonn' sort it out
Guaranteed that your blessings coming in big amounts
State of mind a bit weary
I feel like...

— Chorus —

It's like you knew me back then
Like you've seen me before
Am I not from this Earth?
Don't you open that door

Reflection, tell me what you have in store
Should I go for it?
Should I wait a little more?

It's like you knew me back then
Like you've seen me before
Am I not from this Earth?
Don't you open that door, yeah

Reflection, tell me what you have in store
Should I go for it?
Should I wait a little more?

— Post-chorus —

Talk like you know, know
Talk like you know it, boy
Talk like you know, know
Talk like you know it, boy
Talk like you know, know
Talk like you know it, boy
Talk like you know, know
Talk like you know it

— Bridge —

I'mma make it out
I'mma make it out
I'mma make it out
Father, i'mma make it out

I'mma make it out
I'mma make it out
Father, father...
Father God, I hope I make it out

— Post-chorus —

(Talk like you know it, dawgg)
Talk like you know, know 
Talk like you know it, boy

(Talk like you...)
Talk like you know, know 
Talk like you know it, boy

(Talk like you know it, dawgg)
Talk like you know, know
Talk like you know it, boy

(Talk like you...)
Talk like you know, know
Talk like you know it
(Talk...)
— Bridge —

I'mma make it out
I'mma make it out
I'mma make it out
Father, i'mma make it out

I'mma make it out
I'mma make it out
Father, father...
Father God, I hope I make it out

“I, Sanity.”
Written and produced by Shaun Klaas.

— Chant —

Don't you open that door
Should I go for it? Should I wait a little more?

Talk like you know, know
Talk like you know it, boy
Talk like you know, know
Talk like you know it, boy
Talk like you know, know
Talk like you know it, boy
Talk like you know, know
Talk like you...

Talk like you know, know
Talk like you know it, boy
Talk like you know, know
Talk like you know it, boy
Talk like you know, know
Talk like you know it, boy
Talk like you know, know
Talk like you...

Don't you open that door
Should I go for it? Should I wait a little more?

I, Sanity.

“Aria's Pocket”
Written and produced by Shaun Klaas.

— Verse —

First step they'll try to hold you down
Yeah
Shit goes... but comes back around
See, I get the last laugh but I'm not a clown
This ain't a kid's party, this isn't child's play
This isn't me getting bored and trynna pass my day

This is real life, nigga, I question my faith
Like... what the hell is a cross?
is my death worth living for? and if so, what's the cost?
Is it life itself?
If it is that explains all the suffering I felt

Threw my coins in a wishing well, get a magnet I need 'em back
Tell me what I gotta do to get a stadium packed
Stop asking and do it, mhmm
That's the only way my niggas get through it

Words mean a lot but I never speak
I'm a distant freak
Hard to reach
You're lucky if you even get to see me once a week
Even luckier if I pull through to visit

Big fear; stagnation, so I stick to the vision
Anxiety a big part of my description but...
Music my only prescription, slipping and falling victim
to all the foolery, mischief, and some relentless decisions, yeah

You know, this shit is wicked
I should've listened

'Cause peers tell me to live more
Stressing like “destiny, whatchu lookin' at me for?”
Up and down wondering if I really should see more
This life is a seesaw, I see sores opening up and healing
Man, these walls stay listening

Ain't the purest, but my soul stay glistening, uh
Brother ain't dead, but I'm missin' him
Missing links I don't even try seeing relatives
“What's your name again?”
Bitch, I know you remember it, uh

But this is game we're playing and I get it even though I don't
Pretty sure you wouldn't be surprised if I grabbed a rope
That's how much you know
Turn around and go, see you at your funeral

I don't even think about the past when it's time to go
So let me go have a little fun with hope
Chances always passing like that neighbour you don't really know

In conclusion I don't care no more
'Cause if you really love me there's a lot to show
But you never show... so go


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