Archives for November 2013

Ronald “Ronnie” Cloete;

I never told you that I’m glad I met you;

Maybe at first we weren’t close but I was changed by the little things you used to do;

There was a reason that we met;

 

Im yet to find out why, I’m not sure yet;

Your presence commanded my respect;

It’s something I just couldn’t forget;

I’ve met alot of people but somehow you were just different;

 

You caught me off guard my nigga and demanded my attention;

Normally when people speak I just switch off, but your swift words made me listen;

I know your struggle;

The way that bitch did you and left your heart in trouble;

 

But we’re thugs so it’s all good, God destined us to meet so I could ease your pain and doubt;

I was there before, I’ve been ran through so many times my nigga I’ve lost count;

Out of all the people I’ve met along the way;

You are the only one who could make me laugh the tears away;

 

Well I guess you never knew my soul was scared , my smile was fake;

It was my way of subsiding the pain;

Alot have considered me a friend when I considered them aquintences;

But I knew you from the get go you were different;

 

Talent undiscovred, I realised in an instant;

I dont give a fuck what people say;

People are the reason the world is this way;

I can see your gift, pain opened up my eyes to realise and see hidden angel wings;

 

You were born with them my nigga, just stay true, always put God first and do your thing;

Ronnie, you’re one of a kind;

Your talent is something others have to work hard just to do, I won’t lie;

Nigga never accept “NO”;

 

People are jealous, they just want to prevent your growth;

They once did me the same, nigga trust me I know;

So take it from me;

Find your gift and cultivate it and you’ll succeed;

 

Your success was not based on peoples perception;

It was a gift from God even before your conception;

My nigga you inspire me because of your never ending smile and happiness;

You motivated me when I was depressed;

 

Ronnie although you never knew, you are one of the reasons I finally found success

I wasn’t born to be the best;

I just never gave up, decided to be different from all the rest;

I don’t beg, I command respect;

If you believe otherwise then you don’t know me yet;

 

With every rejection, I just kept on and eventually I passed the test;

From a man who fianlly made it, never listen to what people say, just keep doing you;

They live to see you fail and that’s the cold truth;

Our future is in the youth;

 

Set your mind free from people’s opinions cause it doesn’t define you or what you do;

Talent almost overlooked, Thierry Henry & 2pac just to name a few;

They just needed one person to believe in what they do;

They never gave up, they kept it real, kept it true;

 

They knew who were they were and embraced it, they found their true value;

They became legends, the next legend could be you;

Most people don’t embrace the gifts they have;

They are afraid of what people think, other than death this makes me even more sad;

 

Each person is special, one of a kind, so search within and find what makes you unique;

Be the best you, God made you perfect even if you can’t see;

Those things people name your flaws are what God calls your best attributes;

Take the worlds ways and do the opposite cause the world has twisted views;

 

Get to know yourself and stop immatating those that surround you;

You’ll be surprised to find people respect those that remain true;

Before I pass I want to see a world without pretenders and fakes;

If we all just let go and be who we were born to be someday;

Watch out, it’s gonna be a miracle that the world could never take even less anticipate

Stress and constant trials;

Can I have peace for a little while;

And go back to better days and easier times;

I’m lost within this battlefield in my mind;

 

Haunted by scars left by my past hidden behind my smile;

Tears and regret like a shadow are frequent companions of mine;

Lost in this life of solitude;

Wishing to be with you;

 

But I know having you around is no good;

My pain is overbearing and the reason is you;

I’m not the same as I used to be;

Doing time for us in this prison within;

 

Can’t escape this deathrow cause I can’t run away from me;

Haunted by our good memories;

The hurt you caused has made me blind cause it’s all I seem to see;

Searching for an escape cause I want to be free;

 

This prison cell makes it hard to breathe;

Asking God for some relief;

No flesh just bone left cause I’m constantly on my knees;

Searching for a genie to grant my wish;

 

I need only one even though I’m afforded three;

My only wish to set my captive soul free;

Or a trip to Heaven to make sure God can hear me;

So holla if you feel me

“I’m not saying I’m gonna change the world, but I guarantee that I will spark the brain that will change the world”, that’s what 2pac said;

He sparked mine and I’m going to carry on where he left off before his death;

I’m like a well, when you think you reached the bottom I leave you with more questions;

 

He ignites my mind like a match;

So I grab a pen and pad;

I go blind and let him do his thing cause alone I can’t;

I awake to rhymes of truth that flow like mad;

 

People ask where these words come from cause they can’t understand;

How I always get better with every verse I land;

How can an uneducated, street thug and mortal man;

Write words that nobody else can;

 

I speak the truth with every verse live so everyone knows where I stand;

Jealous bitches and envious nigga’s hate me cause I do what they can’t;

I’m going to keep doubling up and doubling up till these niggas kill me and that’s that;

No one person can stay in the same spot forever, that’s a sucker;

 

And those who feed of the next one is a vulture;

I’m here to get my own, cause I’m a hustler;

I’m on another level always moving up through my struggle;

Jealous bitches and envious niggas try to kill me because they see me as trouble;

 

I’ve set the bar too high;

So they can’t reach it no matter how hard they try;

When I die I want to leave not just a memory but a legacy behind;

I was sent to spit the truth and educate blinded minds;

 

But I know when I make it and my name is associated with fame;

Jealous nigga’s are going to try and kill me to take me out the game;

Money can make lazy niggas stumble and fall;

They want to take it easy and not endure the struggle I did before I had it all;

 

I want to go around the board as many times as I can everyday;

Cause I know one day they going to shut down the game;

In the hood they get jealous when you’re made;

They assume you’ve forgotten from where you once came;

 

But they don’t know that I’ve never changed;

I remained true no matter what came;

Those who know me well know I’ve only become better but still remained the same;

But I got to watch my back, it’s a dirty game;

 

Money never changed me it’s never been the case;

Most of those I knew in the hood threw me away;

Only a few stayed true, those are the ones I’m taking up with me to fame;

I don’t care if foul niggas take my life someday;

 

While I’m alive I’m going to make this world a better place;

With words of truth I want to uplift my niggas trapped in the hood;

So you don’t need to pray for better days and feel hopeless;

Keep your head up and never loose focus;

 

I came from the gutter, I was raised by the street all of you know this;

I’ve come to rescue all of you from the bullshit;

Never give up, never give in;

Never listen to the lies jealous people try and spin;

 

They just can’t bear to see another nigga make it without them;

Just keeping on keeping on and you’ll eventually win;

I’m an angel born with broken wings, sent by God to endure the hood life you’re living;

Born white but sent to understand the struggles you’re feeling;

 

Now I can let the world know the truth and make the white people listen;

I know they never did cause of this “coloureds are nothing” thinking;

But I’m their son so they can’t just throw me away and keep pretending;

It’s time they see the life they forced us to be living;

 

My skin may be light but my soul is brown;

My blood is red but my heart is hood grown;

I’m here to represent the “Bruin Ou’s”;

So keep this in mind before you write me off;

 

I’m a reply to all the prayers sent from the streetlights every night;

God never turned His face away;

He was just setting up the stage;

He needed me to endure the struggles you niggas face;

 

So I can change the cycle of pain so it ends;

I wondered why wherever I went I could never fit in;

God told me if I did fit in, I could never be a leader of men;

So He made me a mixed breed so when I speak people will listen;

 

I’m an angel in disguise can’t you see;

I’m about to spread my wings;

To give this world the truth that they have been searching for;

I know they are sick of the fake people and the lies they’ve been sold