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Saudi Afrika

[Intro]
Yah
(Bow my head and pray)
Msotra man vele
(Bow my head and pray)
Msotra m..
(Bow my head and pray)
(Get on my knees and pray)
Navaron tings
(But this need more than a prayer)
(Ask me why and I will say)
Look ey

[Verse 1]
Afrika, Afrika
Whites they put white in Afrika
I miss her, I miss her
Been up and down searching my feet hurt (Can't walk)
I ditched her, I ditched her
I ran away from her no return
But I need her, ngiyam'dinga
Like African children need needles yeah
We mlungu wami how you gone starve me nou
When you the one that showed me how to ball
Ain't my fault I'ma gutter kid
Ain't my fault I live where I live (No, no, no)
Ain't my fault that you really rich
Ain't my fault we might take your shit (yah yah yah)
Why can't I drop top thokozile
Why uma'griza can't get a new pozi
Shouldn't sell nyaope, ntwana what are you smoking
Cannot you see we just sardines in this ocean
Khwela, Khwela ain't got all day
But they gone hold you for 2 years without a court date
f..ck the statement they just wanna know what the cash say
How does one make it out of here okay

[Hook]
At night I don't sleep
I go down on my knees
I pray for my sins and not to die on my knees
Vader assemblief, Vader assemblief
I beg of you please, I just wanna be the king of
Afrika, Afrika
Beautiful wonders, Afrika
Afrika, Afrika
Have you seen her, oh how much I miss her
Afrika, Afrika
Whites they put white in Afrika
Afrika, Afrika
Helpess and broken Afrika
Yeah

[Verse 2]
I'm the Paul Kruger with black ice
I am gonna fill the Paul Kruger with black ice
Msotra, GTA galore
It's a drought, give a f..ck bout the law
Might just sney the Maak Julle fresh
They call it the Gwedish Ntashe
In Eldos they call her Natasha
Mara e'Afrika she's Winnie Mandela
My entire outfit u'sesh
Ngum'soldier, ma khamaflesh
I don't see a way out of the misery
Nigerian plug talking pidgin
Baba show me a way out of the trenches
Ntwana there's no way out without sinning
I just wanna be a Georgie Zamdela
Lenyora forever, hood Nelson Mandela
Would you tell the streets, I don't want to be street (No more, no)
Dust on my sneaks, a couple of miles on my feet (Ohhhh)
Blood on the streets, call emergency
Afrika she's bleeding
I think she is no longer breathing

[Hook]
At night I don't sleep
I go down on my knees
I pray for my sins and not to die on my knees
Vader assemblief, Vader assemblief
I beg of you please, I just wanna be the king of
Afrika, Afrika
Beautiful wonders, Afrika
Afrika, Afrika
Have you seen her, oh how much I miss her
Afrika, Afrika
Whites they put white in Afrika
Afrika, Afrika
Helpess and broken Afrika
Yeah


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