Stogie T on Sway Freestyle! Watch and We highlight some of his fine Lyrics.

Nov 17, 2018 |

South African veteran rapper Stogie T, born Tumi Molekane was on ‘Sway In The Morning’, after the likes of AKA, Cassper Nyovest, Nasty C and Kwesta.

The MC’s freestyle proves once again that he’s one of the best to ever pick up a mic as his freestyle has become a trending topic, we highlight some of his finest lines:

“I’m from the continent of poverty and long walk accomplishments

Where former heroes give birth to spoiled rotten kids

The opulent meet the poor cleaning their offices

We push rocket ships like Elon Musk, charge the whip

But still stuck in shit, cuz we don’t got a pot to piss in

So God forgives as if you gives the church half your shit

I’m bugging, still we can’t tell a pastor from a pimp

It’s Roman Catholic, it’s Anglican, it’s African tribesmen, migrant, shit, it’s masked men kidnapping kids

I say South Africa, you think Trevor,

I think Nelson, it’s half a parrot, you get mixed messages”

“These ready-made superstars, with tattoos and scars,

And you think they can save face with a few bars

They lukewarm, I’m in true form

38 like Jordan in Utah, killing them with the flu shot

Strus God, that means trust me, I’m nutty as RuPaul

But I wear out a pussy like King Jaffe in New York

What could you do bro?

When I promise you all the smoke, I am so Calvin Broadus as Snoop Dogg

This is the diary of a mad man,

who should’ve been stamped champ but I wrote above their heads like Anne Frank

Fam, I’m a giant amongst ants, like the tyrant from Baghdad

who sayin’ (Hussein) I can’t hang on camera?

Grew up on Hammers, M16 Hammers

No dances, miss me with MC Hammer

I’m a Kool G Rap alumni, these my handlers The kufi Nas from NY,

Jesus medallion, reading Langston Hughes, el-Hajj Malik el-Shabazz and them, shit

In the pocket like the Audubon assassin

They gon’ photograph a African prototype of a starving kid

But not show you the royal blue Aston Martin whip

It’s complicated, and fuck vibranium, Educate ’em, we got ghettos too, and they orange-juice concentrated

But Bo Brady said be measured in your actions

Give them honey and pain, happiness and the anguish

Like when Tony got the flooded Roley and we called it hope

For all the times the po-po had my folks against the ropes

For all the times we drove a shawty out to Mary Stopes

And all the ones we almost broke, but still be calling hoes…”

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