Ft. Reason, Well$

(Intro)
Y'all know what it is
Good music
It's that Mandela Remix
[...]

(Verse)
I feel like David Motsamayi
My original self is tryna hide
Cause the system itself ain't really right
All the realest in the world neva stay alive
God body in the hearin' now
Hear me out, lemme tell you what I'm here about
Get 'em out with every word you're hearin' out my mouth
Spit so many flows, I'm surprised I ain't comin' mouth(?)
Matter fact, I'm beat go
In the gaps of my teeth is yo ego
I just tell it as it is, no pleep
No only pleep pleep
When the three son deep go
Cause I'm 27 years with the neat home
Money game and the bambinos
Tryna get my old man out the bottom class
Put him in the C so the back pains ease off
Motif don't sleep all week
Muthafucka will be eatin' supper next mornin'
All these talks is so cheap
Put yo money where yo mouth betta keep talkin'
Popin' bottles ain't really flossin' 
Fuckin' models ain't always awesome
I could tell you right now, when the jizz is all out
You don't want those fuckin' pro'lems
In my prime, can't imagine doin' time
And I'm busy gettin' mine when I'm on the mic
Betta rhyme and I hope it makes sense
When it arrives like you reside in an undercover island
Killin' it with no excitement
Payed my dues, cause you did it on concidement(?)
Clear a path in my head to be reunited
Fist in the air, I'mma do it like

(Hook)
Mandela! Nelson Nelson!(I want my troops in the field like)
Mandela! Nelson Nelson!(All these niggas wanna kill)
Mandela! Nelson Nelson!(Y'all gone make me do 20 years like)
Mandela! Nelson Nelson!(Man I'm starting to feel like)
Mandela! Nelson Mandela! Nelson Mandela!
Nelson Mandela! Nelson Mandela!
Man I'm starting to feel like
Nelson Mandela! Nelson Mandela!
Nelson Mandela! Nelson Mandela!
Nelson Mandela! Nelson Mandela!
Man I'm starting to feel like

(Verse)
Fresh out the pole, where the tase at?
How they want us get the game back?
Holdin' all the cards in the deck
So they say I'mma threat
First say goddamn, tell a nigga what's next
I need the truth, niggas need the truth
They don't wanna mobbin' everybody
Need a shooter on the roof
Ain't neva met a cop I salute
Ain't neva met a cop I salute
Lil' girl disappear with no proof
Tell me how I still feel safe
Still got an uncle, .29 in his briefcase
He ain't even got a sake for my nigga peacesake
What? He ain't gotta save a piece sake? Lord
I ain't lyn', I ain't lyn'
Left my niggas everything, it's all in my whip
If they eva give me to the kids 
I'll live with my hands on my neck, still open on the pill(?)
Open that shit and we do this shit for real
Saw that shit go so I'm in for the kill
Bitch, I got ? a nigga need a keepsake?
I don't need no questions bout my muthafuckin' mixtape
May 19th, hoe, revealed to the British council
Being fronted prolly go to the ? after
Shout out my nigga West
Taught me to get the pain and the hurt off my chest
Now a nigga straight, now a nigga straight
Neva hesitate to let a nigga know his place
I don' pocket niggas always tryna see the safe
You in the presence of a prince from the motherland
With the pride of a weatherman
I can't allow you one dream, shake it with a hundred grand(?)
This is years in the makin' 
This is for Patrice Motsepe and Nelson

(Hook)
Mandela! Nelson Nelson!(I want my troops in the field like)
Mandela! Nelson Nelson!(All these niggas wanna kill)
Mandela! Nelson Nelson!(Y'all gone make me do 20 years like)
Mandela! Nelson Nelson!(Man I'm starting to feel like)
Mandela! Nelson Mandela! Nelson Mandela!
Nelson Mandela! Nelson Mandela!
Man I'm starting to feel like
Nelson Mandela! Nelson Mandela!
Nelson Mandela! Nelson Mandela!
Nelson Mandela! Nelson Mandela!
Man I'm starting to feel like

(Verse)
I'm Muhammad to the rap game, that's my last name, my first should be Elijah
And I need a choir, frequent flyer gold medallion: Jesus piece
I'm the one the real G's admire cause I'm tryna get niggas to leave the streets
And I don't need the beat, cuz I can easily
Speak to these, niggas through the frequencies
To compete wit me, you gone need a Priest to preach
Or your sweetest niece to give a hell of a Easter speech
I keep the heat, right there underneath the seat
Got pulled over by the Police this week
They ask me why I got this fully loaded piece with me
I say "Officer I'm just trying to make home peacefully"
So I'm riding with the rifle, another iron, and a Bible
Call my niggas out in Paris help 'em climb up the Eiffel
We don't give a fuck cuz it's all about survival
When you caught up in the cycle and you feel like you're entitled to
More than what you getting and it turn you homicidal
Y'all know that I'm the best but i swear y'all in denial
And they don't wanna say it cuz I'm better than they idol
Got the mind of a disciple when I'm rocking a revival
But I'm soon to be the King fuck you and your team, bada-boom bada-bing
If you don't like the way I rule my regime
Like the month before June nigga spring
I'm Desmond Tutu mixed with the Zeus of the Zulus
I'm the leader of the new school man I swear I'm startin' to feel like

(Hook)
Mandela! Nelson Nelson!(I want my troops in the field like)
Mandela! Nelson Nelson!(All these niggas wanna kill)
Mandela! Nelson Nelson!(Y'all gone make me do 20 years like)
Mandela! Nelson Nelson!(Man I'm starting to feel like)
Mandela! Nelson Mandela! Nelson Mandela!
Nelson Mandela! Nelson Mandela!
Man I'm starting to feel like
Nelson Mandela! Nelson Mandela!
Nelson Mandela! Nelson Mandela!
Nelson Mandela! Nelson Mandela!
Man I'm starting to feel like