Lyrics: Dimitri D. Kwenda/Kato Hakim
Music: Muggaga Timothy/Dimitri D. Kwenda/Kato Hakim
Taunted by the aura of the fauna
Caught up in the roots an informing tide of horror
Scope the veins of the leaves
Bleeding of the saintly dreams
Beneath the ground we're treading
Is a festering embedding
Red soil, tainted in martyrdom
At the recoil where the musket painted in smoke
Leader pride on the lease of life
In what economy were we ever meant to survive?
I believe the sabbath is a joking matter
On which ballot did my vote ever matter?
Debunk the defunct colonial fiend
Tax that church coz nothing is free
But when I lay down fact my life is forfeit
I find you fat mother****ers are threatened by me
You stay politicking when real life is happening
Evade any questioning, intimidating military
I am a griot
Custodian of this culture
On this canvas I paint a vivid picture
A reflection of my society
Scarecrow...
Sente zamwe ezo *2
Za musayi
Za musayi
Sente zamwe ezo *2
Za musayi
Za musayi
freedom ain't free
blood stains on the leafs
bloodbath? hands, feet wash it in the sea, that's why i crave hennessy/
freedom of speech
but my reach been peach?
what the **** is that?
i'm harder than heart attack effects your close ones alone back home,
where you find me at?
is where them hammers at
and we don't listen to no politician
cuz if you politic wit us,
i ponder on thick figures
for hard time spenders
gold tooth in ur face spitters,
ignorant as infant who ages older
raised where they raise toasters
the dirtiest water
we pray for flint
and we know damn sure
they ain't praying for us
bet they preying on us
i can barely focus
but this hunger in my tummy says different
aids victims
**** the system
**** you if you assist em
Sente zamwe ezo *2
Za musayi
Za musayi
Sente zamwe ezo *2
Za musayi
Za musayiHimKim
Kigambibwa obulamu kyabugaga
Nsasilla anenzigotta ngebilli Kunsi tebigatta
Tulwanisa obukyaayi lwabalibenguzi abatakutta
Mugegya matama nambuto eyo wansi enakku etta
Mukukumensimbi mukanonyeza mubukyaayi
Mukilileko namwe mulabeko kukazambi
Muddemu mwebuuze mwazawa obukyambi
Your money never gonna make smile
Your money
Your money
Its about the money in your hands
You stole from my people
You lied to my people
Them looks in your eyes
Same talk you say