Let Me Be HHP (Ft. Molemi)
"Let Me Be" by HHP (Ft. Molemi), released in 2015, is a #HipHop track that explores themes of self-identity, freedom, and the struggles of personal expression. The lyrics emphasize the desire for autonomy and authenticity. Musically, it features a blend of traditional sounds with modern beats, reflecting South African culture and resonating with listeners seeking empowerment.
[Intro: Sample]
If you see me walking down the street
And I start to cry, each time
(Wait a minute I know this… what? You did this?)
Walk on by… walk on by … let me be
(Oh ho … you know what this song is saying Joe?)
(You know what this song is saying about?)
(Let me give you a sample, come on, come on, man)
[Verse 1: HHP]
Now this track is gon’ be shifted a little bit
Gon’ be talking about this makanyanes I keep dealing with
Some you might not know, some you might know them
Ha o sa relate, mate, still it’s no problem (Ok, that's cool)
See all along the aim of the song was to write an invitation for my diras and call them
Sit them down and show them
Gore Jabba o tsweletse, skill paid dues and don’t owe them anything
That’s just one of the many things
I work hard 'cause God promised me everything (For real?)
So I’ma do the merry thing
I’ma eat drink be happy let you hate on this heavy thing
'Cause you don’t wanna see a good guy prosper
Fake mobsters le a fosta, net cost us
Thinking I’m a newcomer like Coke Popstars
Have you forgotten gore I’m a top star
Come on nigga
If you see me walking down the street
And I start to cry, each time
(Wait a minute I know this… what? You did this?)
Walk on by… walk on by … let me be
(Oh ho … you know what this song is saying Joe?)
(You know what this song is saying about?)
(Let me give you a sample, come on, come on, man)
[Verse 1: HHP]
Now this track is gon’ be shifted a little bit
Gon’ be talking about this makanyanes I keep dealing with
Some you might not know, some you might know them
Ha o sa relate, mate, still it’s no problem (Ok, that's cool)
See all along the aim of the song was to write an invitation for my diras and call them
Sit them down and show them
Gore Jabba o tsweletse, skill paid dues and don’t owe them anything
That’s just one of the many things
I work hard 'cause God promised me everything (For real?)
So I’ma do the merry thing
I’ma eat drink be happy let you hate on this heavy thing
'Cause you don’t wanna see a good guy prosper
Fake mobsters le a fosta, net cost us
Thinking I’m a newcomer like Coke Popstars
Have you forgotten gore I’m a top star
Come on nigga
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