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Through The Needle's Eye

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[male vocals] Ayy,

yoh

We

keep

moving,

we

keep

fighting

Sharp

Razor,

Mazila,

Mark,

you

know

the

vibe

Natotela

for

the

strength

Early

morning

sun

hitting

on

the

dusty

road

We

looking

for

a

meal,

carrying

this

heavy

load

Empty

pockets

but

the

spirit

is

standing

tall

We

answer

to

the

hunger,

we

answer

to

the

call

Mazila,

keep

your

head

up,

the

journey

is

long

We

singing

out

the

struggle,

we

turning

it

into

song

One

day

we

go

pass

through

the

needle’

s

eye

We

rising

from

the

bottom,

we

touching

up

the

sky

Sharp

Razor,

Mark,

we

fighting

for

the

bread

With

the

grace

of

the

Most

High,

we

are

led

Yeah,

we

making

it

through,

we

making

it

through

Blessings

coming

down

like

the

morning

dew

Life

is

a

battlefield,

we

dodging

every

thorn

In

the

middle

of

the

storm,

a

new

champion

is

born

Ifwe,

we

work

hard,

we

never

gonna

fold

Turning

all

our

ashes

into

pure

solid

gold

No

boza

in

the

hustle,

we

keep

it

crystal

clear

Removing

all

the

doubt,

removing

all

the

fear

One

day

we

go

pass

through

the

needle’

s

eye

We

rising

from

the

bottom,

we

touching

up

the

sky

Sharp

Razor,

Mark,

we

fighting

for

the

bread

With

the

grace

of

the

Most

High,

we

are

led

Yeah,

we

making

it

through,

we

making

it

through

Blessings

coming

down

like

the

morning

dew

Though

the

door

is

narrow,

we

pushing

right

through

What

was

meant

to

break

us,

is

making

us

new

Keep

the

fire

burning,

don't

you

ever

stop

From

the

Copperbelt

to

the

very

mountain

top

Mwaiseni

to

the

future,

it’

s

looking

so

bright

We

fought

the

cold

darkness,

we

walking

in

the

light

Mazila,

mark

the

day,

mark

the

destiny

We

walking

in

the

truth,

we

walking

in

the

free

One

day

we

go

pass

through

the

needle’

s

eye

We

rising

from

the

bottom,

we

touching

up

the

sky

Sharp

Razor,

Mark

of

yuka,

we

fighting

for

the

bread

With

the

grace

of

the

Most

High,

we

are

led

Yeah,

we

making

it

through,

we

making

it

through

Blessings

coming

down

like

the

morning

dew

We

keep

going,

ayy

Sharp

Razor,

Mazila,

Mark

We

done

made

it,

yoh

Natotela,

let’

s

go!

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