Preacher

[Intro]
I am a poor lover, with sorrow
I'm left in this world all alone
I have no hopes, for tomorrow
Oh, I wonder if

[Chorus]
Preacher, can you reach us?
We've been waitin', for the one
Tryna reach ya, tryna reach ya
Tryna reach ya, tryna reach ya
You're the one that knows I've been in the dark
(I am a poor lover)

[Verse 1: Kwesta]
Bheka
Fuck me man, I'd rather let my neck glow
Fuck dreams, I'm a product of the ghetto
What dreams? Boy, my brother got a Benzo, a crib and cashflow
And he ain't made no bank loan
So much cash you can swim in it, backstroke
So much passion and being in threshold
So puff pass, yeah, azishe kodwa let's go
Nobody's tryna hang with these bibs on death row
So what the fuck you think we tryna do?
Let me tell you, same shit that our brothers do
Same whip yet the strategy invades hell
Same shit, different strategy to escape jail
But first I gotta show my worth to em
By doing that, show the rest that I'm worse tham em
By worse than them I mean I can snatch a purse from a person who is friends with the mother that gave birth to em
That's a mother that gave birth to me
Who am I hurting?
Not even her, I'm hurting me
Chasing change is the worst of us
I hope it changes before you bury us

[Interlude]
I'm lost in this world all alone

[Verse 2: Kwesta]
Bheka
Fuck love, I ain't seen that in a long time
Fuck trust, I ain't giving that to no dime
I trust love to dig deeper than the gold mine
Find a couple jewels, clip your wings so you don't fly
Ghetto girls give it up like not try
Just so they can get inside that dope ride
That's a glimpse of life papa won't buy
Only one code that we live by: Don't die
Somebody tell a black man "If you ain't doing too much, you ain't doing enough
You just worth like two hundred bucks"
Somebody tell a white man that you ain't losing to us
How the fuck you losing when employment is a rumour to us?
I say I'm free kodwa ang'kwazi ukwenza uk'thanda kwam
I say I'm free kodwa ngiyak'jaja maw'fana nam
I say I'm free kodwa ijele ligwele iy'tanga zam
I say I'm free kodwa i dark-i o-grand ngimbiz' ingamla yam
Nah, that's embarassing
But I guess it's not a sprint, it's a marathon
Chasing change is the worst of us
I hope it changes 'fore they bury us

[Chorus]
Preacher, can you reach us?
We've been waitin', for the one
Tryna reach ya, tryna reach ya
Tryna reach ya, tryna reach ya
You're the one that knows I've been in the dark
(I am a poor lover)

[Verse 3: Kwesta]
Ayy, bheka
Listen here dawg, let me put it to you
They gon' make you make them bullets just to put em through you
They gon' make you make them vests just to test em on you
Bang bang, man down, now there's less above you
You kill for a cheque, yeah, damn right
Dudes kill you if they cheques ain't right
A few sins but death is the damn price
Who wins, the Big Mac or the franchise? Uh
Tshela mina, who's winning?
Ngithi tshela mina, who's the villian?
You following orders kodwa who you killin'?
Cause while you try being civil, he's being serial
Million dollar dreams, wena ulala kuphi?
Million dollar schemes, wena udlala kuphi?
They do black on black crime to buy a lot of time
We do black on black crime and get a lot of time
They do black on white crime for a ballot paper
You do black on white crime, who the fuck gon' bail ya?
Chasing change is the worst of us
If that don't change they gon' bury us

[Chorus]
Preacher, can you reach us?
We've been waitin', for the one
Tryna reach ya, tryna reach ya
Tryna reach ya, tryna reach ya
You're the one that knows I've been in the dark
(I am a poor lover)

[Outro]
My lotto win
My lotto win, ooh
My lotto win
My lotto win, ooh
My lotto win
My lotto win, ooh
My lotto win
My lotto win, ooh