Verse 1

Welcome to Johazardousburg
City of lights where actions follow your words
Sights and sounds police sirens are heard
Fuck around and watch your kin
Fashion match your hearse
You laugh and you hurt
Some will call it Africa's curse
It’s Lazarus work trying raise a child around dirt
You better have you some nerve
Navigating the curves
There's cash to be earned
At any turn you crash and burn
Had to learn the harder way
At some point guard your penny
You don't wanna pass away