Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 2Mmaga, artist - HHP
Date of issue: 12.09.2005
Song language: English
2Mmaga |
One of these lonely days |
We’ll be together |
It doesn’t matter what the masses say |
Things will get better |
You see, one of these lonely days |
We’ll be together |
It doesn’t matter what the masses say |
Things will get better |
Watch me run them |
Kill them from summer till come June |
under African moon |
Soon as smoke consume the lung of this Shangan goon |
Eyes be like |
Loose you like footsteps covered by the wind and sand dune |
Intimidate you like mafia goon |
Gloom befalls the room of he disposable for the doom |
Of he who lies awake in the tomb |
I resume to bring you good news from the highest mighty |
'Cause I done paid my dues ke le laaitie |
I’m just bringing positivity to society |
Rough neck, hipi le le nice and tidy |
I might be taking you lightly |
Instead I should be showing love |
And hugging you closer and tightly |
Listen up ha Jabba a go sebela |
'Cause o tla makala o bona mona o nyelela, boss |
One of these lonely days |
We’ll be together |
It doesn’t matter what the masses say |
Things will get better |
You see, one of these lonely days |
We’ll be together |
It doesn’t matter what the masses say |
Things will get better |
Re hotje, the winds of change are |
Uhuru I return, episode two |
Call me tsunami |
Ke re extinguish this fires called inner turmoil |
And drown that beast called pride |
Love is really why we’re here |
Let’s not bite the hand that feeds us |
Hold my hand, let’s take soul through rock |
When we pass by, nature turns green with envy |
Fall not in love with the material world |
For when nature’s forgotten it can get detrimental |
These natural catastrophies provoke mental discourse |
In a state of my mind |
So mind the state |
Don’t decapitate the head of state |
Let’s state facts, one of these days we’ll be together |
Meet me at the corner of utopia of our souls |
I said; |
meet me at the corner of utopia of our souls |
Meet me at the corner of utopia of our souls, souls, souls |