Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Koketso Lloyd Maodi
Koketso Lloyd Maodi
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mthembeni Soganile
Mthembeni Soganile
Producer

Lyrics

Light a candle for the souls we lost
This year's tears kept my face moist
I had to keep it moving I had no choice
Le ntse life e rusitse like an old coil
Azanke ka lwela so in my life
Even asked myself will I see paradise
Cause life as a black person is a pair of dice
One day wa popa then you go ahead and krep twice
But I know one day we will come right
Still dream of rocking APs to read time
Es net nou re betha stoffie, ho sale tight
Phela re mentse like the last ones to drink sprite
When the sun sets it will rise again
Always a silver lining in the clouds with no rain
No cheat codes cause life ain't a game
You can never crack it unless you sell cocaine
Got you thinking maybe this ain't meant for us
Never thought I'd see my people so battered and down
To a point where I saw smiles turn into a frown
Tried to endure the pain, but some always drowned
After hier re tsena fela a re kokote
Ha hosna space ro ba nnela mo dihlohong
If you not ready sala ko dikobong
Wa lala wa sala o tla re bona ko di torong
Ey ,muntu omnyama
Ungalinge ulahle ithemba
Ey ,muntu omnyama
Just hold on a little longer
Ey ,muntu omnyama
Bambelela
Oh ,muntu omnyama
Bambelela
Ey ,muntu omnyama
Bambelela
Ey ,muntu omnyama
Muntu omnyama
Hwa nyewa and nou so re hlakola ka koeranta
I don't blame the broers ba phelang ba vraisa di R2
When life gets hard, baitse re no khunama
To live stress free kae potsisa hore ho byang
Tshokolo hits ho feta two trucks di thulana
Ironic how we numb the pain ka madzomana
Black community never favoured ngwana ngwanyana
You get bearded **** making 16 year old girls khunama
When things ain't working out in life we really wish we could delete it
Odds stacked against us but we gonna fight until we even
Grew thick skin so you will never find it peeling
Can't glamourise the struggle it will never be appealing
We gotta fight poverty and never our people
Solve societal problems till the equation is equal
We'd probably be ahead if we worked as a people
But you would rather pull a gun and turn your own into Lesilo
Cried too many tears you can see it on the gran's faces
Memeza for dichubaba just to hide their hatred
Brothers carjacking cause modouva take them places
When they cash it out they infiltrate white spaces
Seems like the quickest way because we've been patient
But one thing I can tell you
E kase fele re sokola
Ey ,muntu omnyama
Ungalinge ulahle ithemba
Ey ,muntu omnyama
Just hold on a little longer
Ey ,muntu omnyama
Bambelela
Oh ,muntu omnyama
Bambelela
Ey ,muntu omnyama
Bambelela
Ey ,muntu omnyama
Muntu omnyama
Written by: Koketso Lloyd Maodi
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