Act I

by Phodiso

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1.
Relative 01:22
Lyrics: Why are you bringing me down My loss is your loss, that’s the way I could never not make a sound I rise and I’ll rise anyways Get the hell out of my way Get the hell out of my way Get the hell out of my way Get the hell out of my way I loved you, I love you And that’s for no reason I see no use in me staying I couldn’t be you, don’t want to be hateful That ain’t for me, don’t want to be lost Get the hell out of my way Get the hell out of my way Get the hell out of my way Get the hell out of my way
2.
Lyrics: Praises to your highness, queen mother That's Mama, Afrika, haven't ya, heard the news We are magical, imagine that, spread the truth Learn the cues, know your plot, play what's hot Live the views, light it up, solar power Sunkissed, tongue dipped in a golden Bowl of, molten silver, never to be broken Coast to coast, catch me going boat to boat I learned to float, same time that I learnt to breathe Otherwise I would've drowned in the sorrows of the older bros They were colder those, days, no lows Only highs when we come to vibe Shaka boy, never come to snipe Rather look you in your eye when I use the knife I ain't used to hype, but I'm used to life It's cut throat, like how I lost a buddy to a faulty cop They mistook him for another guy One tear streamed down in a salty drop I wiped away truth for another lie Seeking maximum, candidness, fabulous If we are made in His image then, killing us must be blasphemous Ooh, scandalous, can you handle us? This black joy , with a candle on Burning night, earning mine, channel on Tell the crew and the fam to put the angle on Melanin, melanin The melodies are medicine The rhythm is pure life, pure life Drumbeat yellin', "secure five" Goals, at the very least, I'm very pleased To score the basics, but my net can catch oceans I wrote this, knowing well that a heavy beast Runs at my, achilles heal But it's cool, I eat a steady meal Wash it down with some, ginger tea Call it fate, call it trust, it is, heavenly That's the vibe, best believe, I won't be counting sheep I just shed the weight, sheer force you can't relate And, that's fine, it's a different world, no hate But me living a worse tomorrow? No way They tried to enact a dieback, within the fam like Kauri trees And it's only three, who fight back The hell is that? Trauma. Plain and simple, I play it nimble Just to catch these curve balls, running lines For those who get the code, dozen signs Just for your iris, I risk - it all, and the love is timeless Praises to your highness, queen mother That's Mama, Afrika, haven't ya, heard the news We are magical, imagine that, spread the truth Learn the cues, know your plot, play what's hot Live the views, light it up, solar power Sunkissed, tongue dipped in a golden Bowl of, molten silver, never to be broken Man, de tin dey mad Nnaa ehn, see, person don dey try detox by turning off social media But even if you succeed turn off all the sources of all the horrific news wey person dey hear since We no fit really switch off our memories
3.
Sô Rite 02:52
Lyrics: BLEKSEM Why would you go run, if they never give up BLEKSEM Many nights with them names on your mind BLEKSEM Same time they watch your whole world go down BLEKSEM They wanna cut ya tongue Seems that they wanna keep me waiting (ah, sô right) But I got big things in the making (wait there, wait there, sô right) Real power every hour, that’s the statement (ah, sô right) And I really wanna stand with some patience (wait there, wait there) The international child, Botswana national pride They see radical mind and see it laughable mind I couldn’t say they were kind, or had me radicalised Cause maybe that was the pain, or maybe that was the shame They build you up just for something to break I guess happiness is something you make And destiny just something you take Or possibly just something to say Put irrational mind on to flammable time And that’s a notable sight of us never aligned With all the gold that we mined, and maybe that was designed That’s the classical rhyme, from well before we were primed I went lookin where the truth is But came upon where the youth is Food for thought bringing on a toothache Tomorrow be where the proof is BLEKSEM Why would you go run, if they never give up BLEKSEM Many nights with them names on your mind BLEKSEM Same time they watch your whole world go down BLEKSEM They wanna cut ya tongue/ Seems that they wanna keep me waiting (ah, sô right) But I got big things in the making (wait there, wait there, sô right) Real power every hour, that’s the statement (ah, sô right) And I really wanna stand with some patience (wait there, wait there) Ba nkitse ke le ngwana wa go lora Molora mo matlhong, le ne le re le ka nkgona Sutlha digalase, ke boraii, le tlaa itshola Ha maduo a le shapo, lea re "mthaka o o tla nkgotsa" Nxl... (haish) le ska mpora Monwana o gana morogano, mme molomo oa ikuella Ha ke tlhoka kalafi, go molemo ke tlaa ituella Go bua nnete, le tswa kgakala le ntlhoile Diphiri di dule, nne le re le loilwe Mme ke le lona... ei- tlogela Lesedi le teng, ene nna ga kea bopelwa Go tshela ke ila batho, tseo ke tsa lona Mme ntwa le tlaa e bona ha le sa buse tsa rona Morena a le tshware le ska jewa ke manong Re soka dikeledi, re tshela ka thapelo Go molemo, karabo e tla ka jeno
4.
Respek 03:02
Lyrics: I hold it down for LaTisha But I might break a hip for a Keisha And if ya hatin on the Skeem, I don’t see ya Worth more than a bogus Mona Lisa Respek on the name Some wanna come test on the name Some wanna grab checks on the name Them run go vex on the name Spin em thoughts pyt, we can talk about it Like minds remember the time, they can clock about it Made some enemies and now they wanna come around me Bad energies run run, tryna shut me Team run strong you could never cut it Umbilical cord, I’m a cynic of course But I tire spin, never brakes of sorts All these fakes never trace the source Of what it takes to force The darkest of thoughts and turn em into a fun time Got these kids tuning in for the drum lines Throwin ass, imitations never one time Used to hate it now they’re soakin in the sun shine Real blessed for a mother like mine What’s a Jordan to a brother like Mike What’s a Courtney to a Chimamanda Or a Karen to the sis Ayanda I hold it down for LaTisha But I might break a hip for a Keisha And if ya hatin on the Skeem, I don’t see ya Worth more than a bogus Mona Lisa Respek on the name Some wanna come test on the name Some wanna grab checks on the name Dem run go vex on the name Couldn’t claim riches in my youth, but I got stitches I been smiling in the faces of the snitches I was forced to keep fighting, but they chose to be leechin I pray they been stretching, for the times they been reachin This is a warm up, I intend to incinerate Scorchin up the booth, and bust out your tooth Hold it in the air to the skeem, I dedicate They thinkin I be smoking every time I levitate This ain’t no scooby dooby, ain’t no sneaky mystery Gifted by the motherland, plus I don’t hesitate If you a true G, ain’t nobody gonna regulate I come from a place where everybody steady cakin So every time they play this, it’s gonna quakin And that is what is shakin, shouts to the kinfolk Life be feelin cagey, really what you in for Tell the Lord a slice of joy, is really what we sin for I hold it down for LaTisha But I might break a hip for a Keisha And if ya hatin on the Skeem, I don’t see ya Worth more than a bogus Mona Lisa Respek on the name Some wanna come test on the name Some wanna grab checks on the name Dem run go vex on the name I hold it down for LaTisha But I might break a hip for a Keisha And if ya hatin on the Skeem, I don’t see ya Worth more than a bogus Mona Lisa Respek on the name Some wanna come test on the name Some wanna grab checks on the name Dem run go vex on the name
5.
Springfield 02:24
Lyrics: Electric slide in her DM’s And when we met, kinda recent We were tearing up the d-floor She like, baby you are Seymour I’m like maybe you are Edna We supposed to be together Ooh, whatcha doin with my saxophone Steady groovin tryna snatch my soul One dollar for the boi putting in work Let it rise if ya body do a quick jerk Shake it swift like you were covered in dirt Slap a fool in the face, that's a nice perc That's why I keep them in the booth, for these drumlines Got a few of these dummies just for one line If you be negative I- turn the slap into a punchline Everybody makin moves looking rusty I two-stepped thru the door, real icy I’ll be smooth till I die better trust me Your man a fool, he a clown, real Krusty Shea Butter make him stop looking dusty You a snake from the start don’t touch me I be in the sun - feeling all good I like taking my time, don’t rush me Ya amigo headin out, bout to take off We'll chat real soon, on the lay over Wanna see these other lands, get these Pesos Buy land and expand till I say so Got the crew coming through, wanna take over One time for the ones who never play sober Bumpy rhythms all the time but we stay cold Turbulence is the vibe better letdem know Yea, we always keep it fire, like a Jalapeño And I like to get down with my neighbourino To every mission, I’m okilly-dokilly And it stays locally focally Milly rock a Millhouse n Meek Mill em I’m the main act, not a Side Hoe Bob That Bonnie & Clyde, we snipe yo mob Do a photoshoot, that slide show Bomb Everybody makin moves looking rusty I two-stepped thru the door, real icy I’ll be smooth till I die better trust me Your man a fool, he a clown, real Krusty Shea Butter make him stop looking dusty You a snake from the start don’t touch me I be in the sun - feeling all gooood I like taking my time, don’t rush me Everybody makin moves looking rusty I two-stepped thru the door, real icy I’ll be smooth till I die better trust me Your man a fool, he a clown, real Krusty Shea Butter make him stop looking dusty You a snake from the start don’t touch me I be in the sun - feeling all gooood I like taking my time, don’t rush me Yeah-yeah Yeah-yeah I been talking to clowns everyday You are krusty I been talking to clowns

about

Act I is the introspective debut EP from Botswana-born, Auckland-based hip-hop artist, Phodiso. On this 5-track EP, Phodiso explores the relatable and complex hunger to pushback against all barriers to improve oneself and excel.

With a sound influenced from Motswako (a Southern Afrikan sub- genre of Hip-Hop), various other styles of Hip-Hop and Afro Jazz, Act I flawlessly showcases the honest and poetic songwriting Phodiso is known for.

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released August 14, 2020

Made with the help of Carawei, Tom Broome, Abraham Kunin, Padamoyo Machakaire, Jakob Munford, Harry Telfer & Peter Walsh
Artwork by Diana Simumpande
Thank you also to Hugh Okechukwu Ozumba, Nonso Nwachukwu, Bonnie Simmonds, Ella Edward, Rodney Fisher and Rebekah Ngatae

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