Makeda

Evolving awkward being. My dlozi's favorite child. Hater of self-descriptions

[Makeda @Kashumba_though]

@lelo_meela VIP. The ones you had were perfect

[Makeda @Kashumba_though]

@lelo_meela Thank you. The saxophones are getting louder!!

[Technical Ben @TechnicalBben]

It turns you into a people pleaser. You avoid conflict because you can’t afford to lose access, help, or opportunities.

It makes you overexplain. You feel the need to justify your existence, choices, or mistakes.

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[QueenKagi @KagiSpeaks]

@TechnicalBben Poverty is a humiliation ritual. A very cruel one for that matter 💔

[T__M._PO 🔊 @metaDJZOii]

JEW3LZ x DJ YUNG VAMP - I MISS DA OLD KANYE [Kanye West Remix] (2019) ⚡️

[Mageba @Mageba4k]

Bro ate and left no crumbs 🙌🏾

[Thabang Moleya @Teabag_Moleya]

Seriti Studio Sessions. This is what Shakespeare sounds in our language. This is a platform for young filmmakers. A platform to teach and inspire. Full episode coming soon. Here’s a snippet.

[COLORS @colorsxstudios]

for sure. https://t.co/7XxHeOPvwX

[Spectre @spectre0799]

Otis but the beat is 93 'Til Infinity

[clinton🔫 @wtf_rema]

@ChrisExcel102 picture loop really exists

[Monarchive @__sugarvenom]

😭😭😭Their marketing team is so???

[Team Ab-Soul TDE @abdashsoulTDE]

Ab-Soul ft. Kendrick Lamar

“Turn Me Up”

Classic hip hop 🫡

[yzyupdates @yzyupdates]

25 of the best songs sampled and produced by Kanye West: a thread 💿

[Wolf of Small Street 🎙️ @afro_tez]

Guys!
I FOUGHT WITH A TAXI DRIVER THIS MORNING!

So there I am, 30 minutes late for work! (I hate being late). Packing my lunch in a rush, making sure I leave nothing behind that is essential to my wellbeing in the corporate office! I had this recurring feeling that there is something of great importance I have forgotten! But oh well!

Out the door I dash! Down the stairs! Pweep pweep! Unlock my Ferrari red Picanto! Boot open! Fling the laptop bag in like a frisbee! Close boot! Mini jog to the driver seat! Vroom! We out!

There is load shedding, so robots will be out which inevitably means long snaking traffic! The childhood memories of watching Anaconda on Etv could not have come at a worse time! I consciously make a decision the only way I can save some time is put my red hot hatch into sport mode so I can weave my way through this traffic and sow back some thread of confidence that I might just make it in time!

So there I am in traffic! Dashing left! Dashing right! Creeping my way ever closer to the yellow poles that watch us blankly dictate our own movements! They are still quite a distance away!
I dash left once! Dash left again! Until I meet the yellow line that has tested all our integrity! Beyond this line lies the very freedom I seek! The freedom from this Boa constrictor of a car line that squeezes time out of my clock like squeezing toothpaste out its tube!

Ultimately! I convince my self that there is a fine line between good and bad, but this yellow line is not that line! In the grand scheme of things, time is all that matters! I have a finite amount of it and I will not waste here! Reluctantly I dash beyond yellow line! It could not hold me back more than the breeze through a birds feather! It in fact gave me flight! The engine roars! Im about to reach the finish line that is the robot! Inching ever closer AND.....

Next thing I see is nothing but white! A blank white canvas with a SINGLE! YELLOW REFLECTOR LINE across it! Karma manifested! The yellow line I crossed has come at me on a taxi that has just cut me off! My flight of freedom turns into turbulence! I nearly crash into the barrier.

I stop! The taxi stops! Adrenaline turns into fear, turns into confusion, TURNS INTO RAGE!

The taxi driver steps out, to check on me I assume. I step out out of my vehicle to offload my fury onto him. An argument ensued! Arguing about who was the bigger criminal in disobeying the most basic traffic law.
I found no relief in my fury! I got angrier! And in that fury I had an encounter with 5 of my ancestors! They decided to implant themselves in the 5 extensions of my palm! My grandfather implanted himself in my arm. With the blessings from my six elders, I cranked back and threw the full force of my generational wealth on the Taxi drivers left cheek!

He fell back, dazed and confused! 7 against 1 was surely not a fair fight! I RAN!!! RAN BACK TO MY CAR! While he was still counting my wealth, I needed to make a run for it! Because taxi drivers are notorious for counting quick!

In the car I drive off! He is done counting! He chases me in his super 16! I weave through Hendrik Potgieter! And lose him!!! A clean getaway!

The warm orange sunrise kisses my face! It congratulates me! Fury turns to excitement! A victory for South African drivers everywhere!

I look up it the sunrise and smile, and instantly its eclipsed by a flashing blue light which sends an icy shiver down my spine! Its Metro Police! Painted in the orange glow of my freedom and dark blue lining of my possible cold incarceration!

He pulls me over! Jumps out his car and runs to my door! Pulls me out the car!
And with a BIG SMILE on his face he says to me........

Thanks for making it this far.
If you enjoyed reading this fictional story of mine! Imagine how much you would enjoy reading a book 😁
Dont forget to read and enjoy your weekend!

Dont keep the story to yourself! Share with friends and family! 🤣🤣🤣

[𝐌𝐚𝐤𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐳𝐢 𝐃𝐢𝐨𝐫. 💜 @KhulisoKMahosi_]

she’s everything and more yoh

[Hip Hop By The Numbers @HipHopNumbers]

Mick Jenkins dropped a CLASSIC 9 years ago today

The Water[s] - A metaphor for Truth & Healing

92% of his bars carry the metaphor

38% Truth
31% Lies
31% Healing

Powerful concept album. When was the last time you spun it?

[Makeda @Kashumba_though]

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[iMbaliEnhle @mbalimosea]

Kanti kwenzakalani ema kini??

[☁️ @nembuIa]

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