Lyrics: Fikile Teyisi
Music: Fikile Teyisi
[Verse]
Way way
Hi mister cyril
I hope this gets you early like cereal
I know you do not know me but hear me out
There's things I'm finna air out
You got alot in your hands
So I won't be long but be strong for my mouth
Firstly lets look at your leadership you don't excercise
I get it one man cannot handle this job you'd rather hide
Who you really are and how you truly feel you memorizer
The blueprint to get us calm and that's why the ghetto starve
What kind of black man keeps a straight face when your own people dieing
Taking long to act looking into matters man
Put your foot down the country's declining
And the people are left with confusion
They rather be caught looting
A mirror of your doing
Unemployment inequality a low economy that's your doing
It's clear there's a rat in the ancestral plague
Impress the colonizers just to caught a raise
My dear fellow south africans
I understand the pain and mess we've had to bear
Taking the law in your own hands they can't defend our land
We gotta arm ourselves this ain't about no telfon
Leader
And I know I'm gon judged for this one
He's a
Clout chaser tryna delude our freedom
Cease him
His impowering corruption
Lethal rappers that don't have anything better to enhance our kingdom
I'm all about unity an equal space not losing Bills
We came from gupta thiefs now indians are killing peeps
I guess they tired too step down you inciting fueds
Clearly your to bribed mister aspen to follow through
La vida murda