heavens. This is your final welcome home. Wamkele wamkile wamkelekile. Wamkele wamkile for sure (x2). (xhosa speech). Freedom is like a notion. Tied to a tiny option. I'm accepted on a ship with no home. I
The children got a letter from the master. It said no more Xhosa, Sotho, no more Zulu. Refusing to comply they sent an answer. That's when the policemen came to the rescue. Children were flying
funny how Zulu and Xhosa might go to war. Two tribal armies that want to build and destroy. Remind me of these Compton crip gangs that live next door. Beefin' with Piru's, only death settle the score
