[Verse: Tumi]
If you tilt your head and squint your eyes, it might come to you, this light shines through you, Levels
The unsettling age of Biker-Leathers and Jays, mabhebheza's afraid
Tell her we like Mandela at 80, no dompas
He unlocked the gate
But we small time cage 'cause we don't pass standard 8, Levels
We don't pray the devils, we praise ourselves out of shelters
Humble-Pie don't satisfy our taste, Levels
We grew from taxi route to shot left in a jumbo jet
That's first class to a higher self, Levels
Chase waterfalls and stream songs, connect Brenda, Steve Jobs and King Forbes
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