Luyện nghe bài hát Run Jozi (Godly)

[Verse One:
Started from bottom, was rolling in that Toyota bakkie
The summer is ours, I'm hungry for power, Gaddafi
You go to the and all that you see is Versace Versace
You go to my school, they tell you shit about Chris Hani Chris Hani
This ain't the of the free, no propaganda machine
my flag on the screen, then light a candle for 'Dibs
Then a candle for 'Dibs, okay
Smoking the jets, smoke, the jets
Smoking them cigarettes
it straight to the head
[?]
This is the sweetest

Nkosi sikelela, thina, thina
Godly, Godly, Run
I'm the crown, my soldiers surround so throw in the towel
We come through the kitchen with owner's permission, no allowed

Two: K.O]
My is so harzadous
Mfanakithi, can't nobody handle
I annihilated all my competition so no further challenges
Look, going against the authority ntwana is totally
In the city where having no morality is fabulous
What's going on with these amateurs over the internet posting messages
Next thing you know career is over, ntwana, over some characters
It's the of choosing stupidity over intelligence
Ntombazana ushishiliza ngendunu phansi and you're hoping for
mel'uz'bheke, it's crucial
Ubothemb'itshe than umuntu
They laugh in face while they planning to shoot you
Bafuna
Ng'zobamba ngo-left, ngik'bambe ngo-right, kleva I'll hurt you
We outchea living that life, yeah we in that power circle
See all I ever wanted was a of mind to speak
My mind the are mine
I even reached my prime, ng'sazokwenza dizzy blind
Ngisazokwenza bsuy
Aw ngiy'ntsimb'edl'ezinye, redefined
Just between the lines and when the sparks
Fly you can see the grind
See the grind,

K.O]
K'dala sibatshela ukuthi k'phethe la
Kodwa kungena kuphuma ngapha
Kungena kuphuma ngapha, kwenzenjani?

[Verse AKA]
I'm something like Haile
Beautiful and Jah seed
to my competition
Fuck whatever palm reads, I'm on the mission
[?], they're politicians in hot seats
Fuck with the gods, top of the charts, a level I can't reach
Better credentials, [?] protect your temple
Do you want progress or do you want
make mine presidential, influential
More bottles, no role-models
This whole [?] is up, and we all follow
No Gupta gate, no magistrate, just mami's like cold bottles
Bank notes falling, no foreign, no
faces in briefcases like Zim dollars
Say Our