[Verse One]

My picture's painted 
In Blood & mud , a different texture 
Magnify the detail , you get blown away by the bigger picture 
 1960 was the year of independance 
Who knew that African men 
Could ever be masters 
For us to own masters

We did'nt feel the pain but the wound started to get infected
Along the way 
Shit was'nt gon'be the same
The strain if niggas growin up 
Into slavery as if our genes 
Have got a memory & still remember vividly - 1960 
6-9 souls , shot infront'a police station 
All because they wanted
To be free 
Only thing that they was 
Askin for was the key 

The art of us still reaping 
The benefits in poverty - so we flee 
From our minds 
If only we knew that this 
Life is like monopoly 
You gotta sell what is uniwue 
That is the only way 
You gonna reach your peak 
And so to speak may it be , i pierce your soul 
Only to heal it 
I know someone who been outa steal it 
Same reason that ma niggas still stuck in the state of mind 
That they losin they're minds
Subconciously keepin themselves behind 

Now back to the massacre 
That left a massive scar 
Only because of the pass law 
The ville flooded in blood 
Does Cole feel that ? 
Does cold feel like that ? 
Some blues got the whole world dressed in all black 
Attire , i was born tired 
But descended so i could never retire 
Got the drive even on a flat tyre , i inspire 
It's me you should admire nigga , cause i was born for this . 


[Verse two] 

Seventeen african countries 
Declared independance 
Finally in some of our land we ain't tenants 

It's 1960 baby 
It's 1960 baby 
Don't belong to no nappy nigga 
Nobody to pull the trigger  
No more sippin on wasted liwour 
Things only gettin better 

19600 - the last knot crossed 
That's for the one's that lost their lives 
Tryna tie the knot , so we did'nt have to be on the same spot 

My worst fear 
Was growin up only to crack under pressure 
And smoke crack like the other niggas 
But as time went - learnt to be real to myself 
To a different measure .... 

1960.

$trange and STUNNA 🍯back with some fye 

Pound Khekhe (feat Stunna Bank)

Bad Man Ting[ProdBy.Lex Wang]

22’ Freestyle [prod. Qwerty Hynna]

TTT[Feat.Drae Sativ]ProdBy:Kokurcho

(Hook)
Yow what's the level,
Number one but I don't need me a medal 
Hit the gas I got my foot on the pedal,
Bitch I'm too risky I came from the ghetto
I'm gon' pull up with geezy,
Know he got a blikky
Now you gotta pray that you miss me,
Bitch my heart cold as ice,
I should put it in whiskey and bury the niggas that diss me

(Verse)
These days I'm really hot,
Like a Sonna 
All my drops really sick,
Got Corona 
And that bitch really thick,
Got a boner
That boy be talking shit,
Like he know us
He thinks he be really funny,
Like it's grown-ups 
But then we be stepping nikkas,
They won't see us
We left that boy really dizzy,
Margaritas 
Fuck you think you be riding on my wave 
You ain't shit,
You a baby,
You a fetus 
And I'm a shark big fish,
I'm a cetus 
And bitch we don't know your lingo,
Mrs Sias 
Had nikkas always going on the run,
All because we don't fuck with Afrikaans 
Type of shit I been through in high school 
Open legs coming through Spitoo,
Came with the sauce I'm dripping like a pool bitch

(Hook)
Yow what's the level,
Number one but I don't need me a medal 
Hit the gas I got my foot on the pedal,
Bitch I'm too risky I came from the ghetto
I'm gon' pull up with geezy,
Know he got a blikky
Now you gotta pray that you miss me,
Bitch my heart cold as ice,
I should put it in whiskey and bury the niggas that diss me

(Gap)

Mmmh okay....
Yeah
(Studio Authentic Records niggas,
Better recognize)
Yeah slaat...
Yeah Jean Rich

OK yeah

Bitch!

It's my level right here, (level)
You don't know this shit
Better know this shit,
Did this shit with Mongz...
Right here in the studio,
Let's go

(Outro)
Yow what's the level,
Number one but I don't need me a medal 
Hit the gas I got my foot on the pedal,
Bitch I'm too risky I came from the ghetto
I'm gon' pull up with geezy,
Know he got a blikky
Now you gotta pray that you miss me,
Bitch my heart cold as ice,
I should put it in whiskey and bury the niggas that diss me

WHAT'S THE LEVEL? (PROD. EL NINÕS)

RELEASED BY GMG RECORDiNGS ®️ 2022 / VENO&ICEY LLC . 

m/m : perc fest . <3

1800

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carry on bitin’ the sound .

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