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My own people threw me to the wayside;

So I turned to the street life;

In 1994, racsist hate was everyday strife;

People couldn’t understand why I chose that way of life, I was called a traitior by the whites;

 

I didn’t care, my coloured brothers showed me love without question even though I was light;

But I’m glad life took me that way;

Guess God knew I was never a fan of race hate anyway;

Although I hated my own race for apartheid;

 

I love my coloured niggas and that will never change;

Best race that outclasses them all even today;

They are smarter than the average playa;

They have the hottest women and you can’t even argue that case;

 

Bruin ou’s ain’t afraid to end your life, but they embrace peace;

They are all about loyality;

They know the essence of true humor, most are born to be funny;

Yet they got dying love for their community;

 

I love my coloured people cause without question they accepted me;

So to all the “bruin ou’s” from all the hoods and from every street;

I’m your biggest fan believe me;

You had my back when my own people disowned me;

 

Kind of how the Isralites abandoned Jesus;

Now I ain’t saying I’m Him;

But I’m showing love to a nation who adopted me so easily;

Nothing can beat your language;

 

Words if misunderstood can cause brain damage;

I learnt how to slang early, with blood I learnt to manage;

“Aweh, nxa ek’se” words that ooze class;

Yet if you reply wrong that could be the end of your ass;

 

In my days of youth;

As I was tryna earn respect in the hood;

My mouth caused alot of war, ignorace for a language I misunderstood;

Way before I knew the game;

 

Bieng white made it even harder to do;

Cause everyone wanted to test me as I was considred a fool;

But in time I earned respect, so I could cruise in the hood;

Things other whites could never do;

 

Earned my stripes through blood from them street dudes;

Grew up hated as an outcast in school;

Hated by teachers and most pupils;

All because I rolled with a coloured crew;

 

But I didn’t care, cause my niggas had my back that’s all I knew;

If shit went south whites left you standing in a middle of a fued;

But with my coloured niggas it’s ride or die, it’s how they do;

If you run from a fight and abandon your crew, the next one they gunning for is you;

 

So to all my “Bruin Ou’s” stay true;

This white nigga, your adopted son loves everyone of you;

You loved me when I had no where to turn too;

“Aweh my brasse, bly skangaka, dus al wat ek vra, forget everyone else, cause every one of you were already born diep nxa, die ander naaiers haat julle want hulle is jela”…..

 

Everyday is a different struggle;

In fear never knowing when God’s going to call my number;

Trying to stay straight but this sinful life got my soul in trouble;

Rising from one fall but another one just makes me stumble;

 

On the narrow road for a while but then I fall off cause my enemies lay it on me double;

The only one who ever really had my back was my mother;

Asking God when will I rise from my sleeping slumber;

Yet another love bullet just trying to recover;

 

There’s only one me and there will never be another;

All I’m asking is to appreciate me and not judge my life cause I’m your brother;

Thug life living but inside I’m a lover;

Believe me I understand your struggle;

 

It’s a life I once used to suffer;

Found in pain the key to success is to speak the truth;

I’m here a fearless soilder to remove the fake and to educate misguided youth;

I’m the mind who’s going to spark this move;

 

Most hate me and many seem to accuse;

I’m bieng me to help those that life has abused;

To stop death before it takes you too soon;

Just cause I was born white don’t mean I didn’t struggle too;

 

Time to change your point of view;

I lived a hard life that all can relate too;

Never had an easy life and was never fed from that “golden spoon”;

Never had a father who cared so I mad it on my own, but it’s all good;

 

I made it regardless of the fact that I was a sibling of the hood;

I woundn’t change one thing I’ve been through;

I’d do it all over just the same if I could;

It made me who I am and that’s the truth;

 

So if God gave me the chance to fix all my past bullshit;

I’d kindly refuse;

Cause I made it even though I was born to loose;

Just cause I was born white never meant I had it all good;

 

Life don’t see race, colour or creed, it does what it wants too;

So don’t get it confused;

The best poker players win with the worst cards, so accept the hand that was dealt to you;

Take it from one who made it, all you need to do is be the real you;

 

Be who God made you;

Stop trying to be somone new;

Cause the only one that’s affected at the end of the day is you;

I speak from experience, I used to be that fool;

 

Impressing people don’t matter, cause when you pass it’s just God and you;

He never makes mistakes that’s the real truth;

He made you with flaws and all for a reason;

Being who you were born to be is the key to real freedom….

 

Sometimes I feel like I have the victory
Sometimes I feel like I’ve lost.
Sometimes I take on life with confidence
Sometimes the consequences come with too much of a cost.

I want to be strong and be able to stand firm.
But the attacks that come my way are strong as hell.
I put my trust in the Saviour and take him at his word.
But when I face the enemy those words become a ringing lull.

I watch as others go on with their lives.
And mine stands still……
I watch as others laugh and enjoy life.
And my confidence stoops to nil

It’s time to say goodbye;

Time to give back your pretty wings so you can fly;

So you can see how it is to be free even though I wish you’d stay mine;

Forcing love would be a crime;

 

But if this love is true, it will change your mind;

And hopefully you’ll fly back to me sometime;

I want you to be happy, don’t worry girl I’ll be fine;

I’ve endured things most men haven’t survived;

 

I’d rather be without you than see you cry;

I’d rather be honest than live a lie;

We can still remain friends if you’d like;

Just give me some time to sort out my life;

 

When I’m ready I’ll give you the sign;

Go on so long and find your Mr right;

All we can say is we tried;

It’s not our fault love has died;

 

Maybe I could have done more to change your mind;

But I’ll rather let you be happy than a prisoner of mine;

I’ll get used to bieng alone at night;

I’ll find another reason to wear my smile;

 

I’ll cherish the memories and all our good times ;

Don’t you worry I’m used to hearing goodbye;

I’ve become accustomed to it during my life;

If we are meant to be I’m sure you’ll be my future wife;

 

I’ll find inspiration in other ways;

Move on and forget about our yesterdays;

You deserve the best anyway;

But I’ll sure miss you alot babe;

 

I’m sory it was not enough, this is how I was made;

I’ll be fine trust me as I say;

Tears are but for a moment and can be wiped away;

Don’t let the tear stains on my face stand in your way;

 

I can’t predict the future but I pray you’ll return someday;

I’ll always be here waiting in the same place;

My love for you will never fade;

I might have found someone new but you could never be replaced;

 

She’s here to take up time until you come and re-claim your place…

It’s time for a change;

Time to show love and reduce hate;

Babies aren’t born to hate any race;

It’s learnt in a family home, so let’s turn the page;

 

I know it’s hard to do;

But it all starts with one person, let that person be you;

Let’s get a new attitude;

We were all born different that’s the truth;

 

Skin colour has never defined an individual;

Personality was given from God above;

Let’s see past the outer layer and learn to love;

I was never one too judge;

 

But I hated my own white nation for what they had done;

They destroyed this beautiful South Africa of ours;

They did it out of pride and fear just because;

I was raised by my domestic and she taught me true love;

 

She taught me her native tongue;

Always said I’d need it one day when I’m grown;

She equipped me for the future, little did I even know;

So from young I was one up on everyone;

 

Always a step ahead;

All the white people said I had betrayed them;Little did they know they would one day look up to me to teach them;

Jobs came so easy cause I knew an African speech;

 

Threw away by my own nation, but now I was envied;

I am not saying that I am better, I’m saying God was looking out for me;

Young at age so He sent me Heavens teaching;

Time for a change;

 

Let’s start today;

It’s not about changing your culture that’s not what I’m saying;

It’s about enpowering your kids to live is this diverse nation;

Just consider what I say;

 

Cause I’m living proof that to succed is all based on your ability to adapt to change….