Someone was asking for lyrics for Hegemony by Ben Sharpa. I lost the mail so I can't remember who wanted them... Anyway, here they are...
Hegemony
Chorus_
Why?... do we have a police protection service
When?... their duty is to snatch me and arrest my person
Who?... the usual suspect, verbal Kaiser Sose
What?... doing what I must to get by the whole day.
Verse 1_
Where – from Cape Town to J-Sect to Eastern Cape
I heat radio-active airwaves, transmits through deep space
We free-base beat breaks at least 3-days-a-week-basis
Other for other chores, tug-o-wars – my mother’s poor
Cutting corners now a fact of life cause the chips are stacked so high against us
It’s like the greener gra**y side is just a crime beyond those barbed wire fences
With mile-high defences, and armed response jobby-job carbon copy cops
In rental suits – burning and lootin’ more than Bob Marley uses herbs
When doing music events - enter Red Jackets frisking you
Mental antagonists with gun and badge taking a piss on you
Misogynist fags in blue who hara**ed that a** when the whistle blew
Taint my reputation in public places for a thrill or two –
It’s straight to the station, fingerprints in the ink plus interviews
But cynical tools and a little shrewd Jewish lawyer the rich been using
To allude criminal prosecution....
Chorus_
Why?... do we have a police protection service
When?... their duty is to snatch me and arrest my person
Who?... the usual suspect, verbal Kaiser Sose
What?... doing what I must to get by the whole day.
Verse 2_
How – by any possible means to jump obstacles means
I gotta do what I gotta for cream – stick you like Scorpion teams
They don’t care if he’s a hero like Steven Biko
Or high strung on a killing spree, like Asanda Baninzi
Cops all over the city ready lock you if you’re dark-skinned
Easy for the Boer to moer you if you look poor and got comments
I’m a hardcore hot-head – conform not to any pork chop
I mind control swine patrol in Jedi mode –
and bribe your whole ride with cold drinks
then flows that sink like Jose Cuervo raw shots
On the rocks or neat, everytime I walk the streets
Pigs wanna ‘bleep’, stop me, stomp my feet constantly
ADT, Securcorp, SAPS, Armageddon Security –
Come fe test – duel with me, f*** you up with impunity
The purpose of the sirens is to pump fear in nervous systems
Circus clowns of society who police but deserve prison...
Chorus_
Why?... do we have a police protection service
When?... their duty is to snatch me and arrest my person
Who?... the usual suspect, verbal Kaiser Sose
What?... doing what I must to get by the whole day.
