The Other Side

This side, had me on ice all my life This side says death might just open my eyes This side, blinds us just with the lies So, I'm living life while my mind's asking me why: Is time passing me by, Will I ever be fine? A money slave with nothing yet I need to divide Raising the bar for what is left whenever I write Showing why, I'm trying to make it to the other side To chill with pop's sipping some malt having a braai Suits like Durban July, Skies like Dubai Horsepower to engineer smiles for a while LA familiar thoughts just look at what we did with lines From hell we gon see heaven and afford to even die I mean like Biggie high just so we touch the sky I'm taped up just to be sure when I rewind That I wasn't lying when I spoke about the other side The grateful commandments Every time I'm low I read that for progress Cause we walk, our shadows burden our darkness Deep sorrow the hollow search for happiness So, we follow the narrow trends till we blend My portfolio's grown though I am still in a trench I'm not broke, I'm bankrupt. Living is my debt Need my cash to erupt a worthy giant defiant in these lines Signed this client Want it curve myself to hit the target Told Tay my release only for those who feel it Let these waves ring on things that I've been boxing Cause situations jab till abs cave intentions Till Niggas have to dala phanda skills up in your section Where silly move puts you in another dimension My No. Just gave another life respiration Robbing ears instead of you I had to mention Is your other side fame? Or is it money? Is your other side the spirit, Or the idea of death and what comes after? In the world we live in What puts your mind at ease? Hunger pains filling his room, he wrote about them The game heard the relevant dogs about to diss him He pressing keys unlocking some safes in all the panic Saving family genes in simple denim A legend reincarnated Whoever died before 97 Fought heaven and hell just to be in him The underground gang vessel you wanna touch him? The crown's burning some heads the topic stays for the dead No man alive is a king when in the jungle We watching zoo boys claim for way too long Empires perish so let's keep it presidential Seat for the puppet we operating a label While my niggas out here saying I should hustle a deal This indie shii need publicity shii And we need food on our lips I'll take the money not the artificial trending on lips Call me a waiter' Except the fact that I don't take tips See soon I'll be dealing with rent Don't get me wrong I know a house is good debt But owing banks is some fucking nonsense Kanti what the f*ck is independence? Giving me a tough message I hope that this music doesn't lead me to cents After all taking a mill means taking a chance I put oledi's house right in my plans Need my timers time right in his hands When SA hip hop needed an advance I got a hit tape without a connect Yeah