master chef toast - running around lyrics
verse 1!
education is more of a tool, but it should not be mistaken for…
a certificated lot
certainly ain’t that lost
i was told to grow up and get a real job
a man filled a form and he dropped it off in a big box
now he’s waiting for a response from the real boss
what’s a bcom in a world full of bcom?
i mean i already am why should i become?
in the midst of storms i be calm
for just keep running around, it’s like i’m close to die
keep yearning, i’m turning like the globe of life
keep learning from the old and wise
in this blow or fight…
one needs to be as bold is mike
walking with a friend in the dark is better than walking alone at light
there’s known unknowns and unknown known’s of life
and the deeper you dig the more you realize there’s less gold you find
we are all born to grow and shine
so stop seeing someone is if he’s more of star we all are
i just wish the planet of light was more welcoming like returning home before dark
just keep moving forward. keep it moving forward
chorus!
i keep running around
i keep running around
i keep it moving forward
i keep it moving forward. x4
verse 2!
you born you, yes they feed you soft
you pick it up, who’s mom sis or pop
we crawl, we walk
he learns how to speak and talk
running around the street as a kid is bug
we grow, indeed we forgot
i am not my name, perhaps i am… who am i?
our heaven is painted with the usual white
the rest of us blacks see the bluest skies
how sweet a story? but not your usual type
so the truth is lie…
are you following my case story like zuma’s trial?
the news are wild
how is that we still have to deal with all these guptas, why?
if it’s something i did…
forgive me father i will…
become i far much smarter me, granted i live
but if it’s a bucket i kick…
then i’ll comfortably sleep…
knowing it wasn’t indeed my target to hit
hard to be smiling in the camera
when you all you finding is cancerous
the youth is still climbing the ladders
360 around the clock watch it’s all hogwash
forward to the comrades forward!
the hon. the president is no longer walking untouched
hey…
chorus!
verse 3!
i’m fly to people…
like the wise eagle
i’m a writer that write riddles
i know it’s hard to deal with such a radical mind
with me it’s later than never like the african time
and i’d rather watch not that sunrise but the sunset
for it’s symbolic of the thing i’ve done yet
and i’d rather have my focus on what i have that what i can’t get
for all is never finished until it’s dusted
none should be trusted
but the master planner behind this planet architecture
let me take it back to the genesis
before the introduction of a feminist
let he who never sinned cast the first stone
let me reintroduce myself, my name is chef toast…
master by t-tle
refer to me appropriately, like the verses and cycle that answers the bible
it was written and the chapter is final
never submissive to any devil or rival
the earth is still spinning like flex’ vinyls
i remember ready d
wondering if i’d ever be ready b
now the old me envy me for i’m my only enemy
and the most closest friendly family
this is my destiny
ain’t n-body that can murder me
fairly breath for oxygen is to be the only gene like the one in albinism
i won’t lie still find it hard live with it
they say it’s a disability but brizzy easy this ability is more revealing
and the music is still healing
life is still uphilling…
but i’m still after the presidential like bill clinton
still willing…
and i ain’t never gon’ stop for as long as the wheel is still spinning
chorus!
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