KayGee XI - Motsotso Nyana

The last days approaching, are you ready?
So much fake these days, where is the truth?
False prophets, with alive niggas in a coffin
Where the miracles at now when a nigga coughing?
I could go all day, but aint no point in that?
Put the focus on me, cause I am not a saint
I'm a broken canvas yearning for some paint
I could have it way worser than I have it now
For that I am thankful, I'm getting a handful
It's more than enough, cause down the road
Prolly somebody who never seen none
So I'ma cherish this time, aint no point in complaining
Build an ark for my people, for when you bringing the rain in
How we get so lost, and start to blame you
Things we doing to the church so shameful
You said you'll take me as I am
Here I am, broken man
Here I am, broken man
Sebaka nyana se
Le motsotso nyana o
Sebaka nyana se
Le motsotso nyana o

Written by:
Katlego Mau

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