Six million ways to die, choose one This land is still, my home This land is still, my home Out by a shanty, where the dust hangs high Far from a river where things grow green The flowers weep and they lean away From the blood stained soil beneath my feet Uh, all this pressure gon' be the death of me Fake love killin' my energy I been thinkin' about the memories Pour some liquor for all my enemies Pour some liquor for all my dead homies R.I.P I'll see you there homies I pray I meet you at the crossroad Sooner or later only God knows (only God knows) What it do though? (Do though?) I never thought I'd pull up in a two door I was rapping for fun but now it's fruitful When fruitful, also come with brutal Sometimes I feel like I wanna leave it If I leave then who they gonna believe in? How they gonna receive it? Or do they even need it? I tried to bend my knees But my knees were already bent I haven't stood like a man for such a long time now I called to my God but he was sleeping on that day I guess I'll just have to depend on me, oh (Yeah, uh) Reminiscing about the hard times I know I'm living on borrowed time I'm the greatest of all time But I'm tired and I wanna put the ball down, eish Mama told me, "Look where you are now" uh If you leave it, Riky we all down, yeah If you leave it, Riky we all suffer, eish That kinda pressure is a motherfucker Why did it have to be me? (Why did it have to be me?) Red eyes, mi can't see (red eyes, mi can't see) Late nights, mi can't sleep (late nights, mi can't sleep) These days, mi can't weep (these days, mi can't cry no more) Sometimes I feel like I wanna leave it If I leave then who they gonna believe in? How they gonna receive it? Or do they even need it? The cool September blows the seeds away The harvest blown again this year But I'll return a stronger man I'll return to me my homeland No grave shall hold my body down This land is still my, my home This land is still my home This land is stil my home
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Rest in peace. You cried, we ignored and now we are regretting.
RIP Makhado
Six million ways to die, choose one
This land is still, my home
This land is still, my home
Out by a shanty, where the dust hangs high
Far from a river where things grow green
The flowers weep and they lean away
From the blood stained soil beneath my feet
Uh, all this pressure gon' be the death of me
Fake love killin' my energy
I been thinkin' about the memories
Pour some liquor for all my enemies
Pour some liquor for all my dead homies
R.I.P I'll see you there homies
I pray I meet you at the crossroad
Sooner or later only God knows (only God knows)
What it do though? (Do though?)
I never thought I'd pull up in a two door
I was rapping for fun but now it's fruitful
When fruitful, also come with brutal
Sometimes I feel like I wanna leave it
If I leave then who they gonna believe in?
How they gonna receive it?
Or do they even need it?
I tried to bend my knees
But my knees were already bent
I haven't stood like a man for such a long time now
I called to my God but he was sleeping on that day
I guess I'll just have to depend on me, oh
(Yeah, uh)
Reminiscing about the hard times
I know I'm living on borrowed time
I'm the greatest of all time
But I'm tired and I wanna put the ball down, eish
Mama told me, "Look where you are now" uh
If you leave it, Riky we all down, yeah
If you leave it, Riky we all suffer, eish
That kinda pressure is a motherfucker
Why did it have to be me? (Why did it have to be me?)
Red eyes, mi can't see (red eyes, mi can't see)
Late nights, mi can't sleep (late nights, mi can't sleep)
These days, mi can't weep (these days, mi can't cry no more)
Sometimes I feel like I wanna leave it
If I leave then who they gonna believe in?
How they gonna receive it?
Or do they even need it?
The cool September blows the seeds away
The harvest blown again this year
But I'll return a stronger man
I'll return to me my homeland
No grave shall hold my body down
This land is still my, my home
This land is still my home
This land is stil my home
R. I. P Ricky
RIP Ricky ❤️🕊️
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