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Letra : City Of Welkom

I was born in the ghetto, they said I'm nothing special
I moved out of the hood, turned me into a rebel
I attended Aurora, they called me Rich Kid
I mean I had the aura so they just insisted
But my parents were nurses, in a city with murders
We were facing some hurdles, barely scratching the surface
Pops had to make a plan hustled in England
St Dominic's I enrolled at it I was a ladies man
I had my girl Vicki, that was my first fan
She said if God's with me, I could be anything
So I put it to rhyme, Katez, Livos and I
Then I started to battle, I slaughtered everybody
That's the end of discussion and I won't entertain it
If you were there and you saw it you knew I was gonna make it
That was by any means, I felt like Malcolm
This is my hometown, welcome to Welkom


I'm eager to find the truth
I really ain't trying to lose
I'm thinking of ways to honour all the
Promises I made from youth
It's part of my destiny
I know it was meant to be
In the city of Welkom , Welkom
In the city of Welkom


Some might say in ninth grade it's likely you'd find me
Just vibing to beats on a daily
The ladies would often portray me as crazy
But baby my dad never drove a Mercedes
I never honour the marijuana
Cos rapping is all I wanted
To do, meanwhile back at the school
Like Dean Elgar the dude, and I wasn't as cool
I mean he hit century after century
I was drowning in jealousy
No academic type, but I could rap and recite
Was young black with a mic, You know the stereotype
Friends were housebreaking and started to gangbang
But me, well I be damned for doing the same thing
Every morning, I'm recording, I was born to be enormous
Going all in, I'm the Jordan of performance when I'm touring
Then I saw it, had to pause it
That's a round of applause at the Grammy awards


I'm eager to find the truth
I really ain't trying to lose
I'm thinking of ways to honour all the
Promises I made from youth
It's part of my destiny
I know it was meant to be
In the city of Welkom , Welkom
In the city of Welkom


I'm sorry mama I gotta be honest
During my school years I never worked the hardest
I mean I had potential and you know it too
Your only baby who started reading at age 2
I know you worry 'bout me I see it in your eyes
You tell me you ain't worried, what a beautiful lie
Please don't worry ‘bout me mama I'ma work the hardest
Mama I'ma make it, I will never die a starving artist


I'm eager to find the truth
I really ain't trying to lose
I'm thinking of ways to honour all the
Promises I made from youth
It's part of my destiny
I know it was meant to be
In the city of Welkom , Welkom
In the city of Welkom