Hey, Nambeo
Lord, hey, despair
Shaka Zulu, Bobo, Shantina, Ya Fingi, Manama, Mawaria
Despair
Fear and desperation, no depression, can't tarry ya
Despair
Ayatola, Idi, Yamin, Menelec, Yo, Manama, Saiwaria
Despair
Hey, fear and desperation, no depression, can't tarry ya
Despair
Like Merlin's fear and such and such before me
Who all fought for the cause and
Despair
Hey, huh, enforcing all the laws and
The master of the masses, one has power, the other one lacks it
Guns of power, controlled by assets, owned by financial forecasters
Who are the masters, they are the gangsters, they are the bankers, the ones who taxes
The masses, they are us, the sheep, the people, divided in classes
I'm the master
I go off like a Shiite bomb
And all y'all see I'm on my
War paint on my face *
My 9mm on my waist *
I'm a problem, shoot up your waist *
Let a few go, then I get low, blazing haze again
The masters, the Wall Street wall chiefs, the elitist groups
The masses, they pray to Jesus, saying he will see us through
The masters are the aristocratic
The masses asking for most high on his way here
I'm trying to stay clear, my mind is my mind and they spare
Hey, I say
Despair
Hey, I say


Despair












Huh, Shaka Zulu, Bubba Shanti, Manakiti and Manamaama warrior
Despair
Hey, fear and desperation, no depression can't tarry ya
Despair
Hey, through the hands of time and cruel men it has slew more than a billion
Despair
Hey, it keep on suppressing the humble man's opinion
Misled, it a Swiss cheese when the fifth squeeze misled
The media misleads, scares you to the point where you miss sleep
With that said, misled, with this Ruger and that shooter
Submachine gun better tag through ya
Copper tops, hollow points will do ya something bad our future
It's misled, three strikes, it's no school when the teacher strikes
This economy, this monopoly, with no job just own your property
Now it's back to what come natural
Must survive anyhow you have to
Despair
Desperation, but I have no fear when I hold this spear
Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, shh, shh, shh
Missed





Make some way, no stamina have smelt
There's fear now make fiends
mano run racket, mano run scheme mano run race, mano run dumbbenz

Kiya just sheena, heena, wina i in a contact lens
Pan kiss come police under the dunk net candelas na make sense
안 tien
So eyes up to my defence
I'll point it as my preference
Should have been the turntown
Don't know what you heard get referred by the wrong reference
When this fear start dispense, it a fight and a tear through fence
This thing by your members and all level in body but seen enough segments
When I run drugs, when I run risk, when all I run out of time and ends
When I run up and down, when I run for them life, when I run down this smoke rents
Nothing I want a yard and food, they a road then man I pick a Dutch pavement
This fear was a tool I must use to enslave man and make man servant
Escape from this fear and desperation become more urgent
Mankind need to cleanse and wash out them soul with spiritual detergents
At this time time we are distant relatives controlling the circumference
And any man move with no permission they're reeling the circumstance
Despair
Shaka Zulu power shanty man a mama worry
Despair
Fear of your recession and depression can't tarry ya
Despair
Inner city you ***
Rise it up the skies and make a party stem
Despair
And any time *** clap it up the whole city level
Despair
Like burning spear and such and such before I
Who all fought for the cause and
Despair
They can't ignore me
No
And this is planet Earth
We get lost and make a starting point
I'm burning this fire and we're burning this man up
And I get it this text would be blocked
It was in sohos
And it misled us
Watch your head
What do you think of Africa?
Africa? Africa?
Africa?
Just to mention of it, just to mention of it, man.
It's like you call my name, man.
Well, you know, Africa is my motherland and Africa is where I write for the land.
And that is where I want to be.