Inyembezi

[Verse - Masilo The Healer]

I can hear the sound of the blood
Loud
As it screams to the ground
Warm red is all I see and feel
Knees to soil we bleeding out
Hear mamas crying out
Reaching for their sons
Who flew too close to the sun
Find themselves 6 feet under
Or gracing the corners of a fucking cell
This shit is very real

See they starve us of opportunity
Then teach us to believe
Not in ourselves but in their depiction of wealth
Tie the knot we kick the chairs ourselves
We just hanging with no plan to be
Anything othеr than poverty stricken
And to be honеst I'd be lucky
If I had a sure plan for the stock g

If I knew tonight where I'd be sleeping g
If I knew who next would bless me with a warm meal
(bless me with a warm meal)
See there's plenty you take it for granted
In your bubble you won't understand it
You won't get it though
Not till your starving and stranded
Not you're empty-handed
Who will stand to reprimand it?

'Cause our mothers are starving
And my brother out mobbing
And my sister was left sobbing oh
They tearing us down oh they robbing
My people of hope
Hanging us by rope but goodness I hope
Uzokhon' ukusula

[Chorus]
(Sula, sula, sula, sula, sula)
Sul'ezo 'nyembezi zako ma
Sula sula sula
(Sula, sula, sula, sula, sula)
Sul'ezo 'nyembezi
Oh zisule ma
Sula sula sula

[Outro]
(Sula, sula, sula, sula, sula)
Sul'ezo 'nyembezi
Oh zisule ma
Sula sula sula