Tzafenda - Madimoni (feat. Moses Matsea)

Back in the struggle days we used to kill for one another
Twenty years later for Prada, we killin'/ each other
Spiritual genocide, traded values for fame
Crooked cloth scatterlings making bank in his name
Self-praise, demigods praised more than his name, Mwali
We erecting them in statues, praising the fame
Ho tshinyala na Masioni vhanwa vho ambara betsho
Na evangeli yo no shanduka musetsho
Vhuzalwane kha lushaka ho no tovha tseto
Uri Mwali vha pfe thabelo utea untsha ya mubetsho
Blasphemy, while we watch in disbelief those that claim, they blast for him
Two hunnid innocent Nigerian girls violated
Codes and ethics of the African spirit of Ubuntu, annihilated
Tell me was it really an ask from HIM
If I really knew where he was, I would really be asking him
Even if he gave me the go ahead, I wouldn't blast for him
Killin' and rapin' each other, can't be holy, that's a sin

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ndi nne, ndi nne weee! Mwaliiii
Ndi tshi dihudza, vha nkhumbudza
Ndi nne, ndi nne weee! Mwaliii
Ndi tshi divhona, vha nkhumbudza
Ndi nne, ndi nne weee! Mwaliiii

Is it the power to you or power to GOD
The power to rape, the power to rob
Power to manipulate those who trust in your cause
Do you ever look in the mirror, to reflect on your course
Is religion a scam a sham that is covered in glam
Covered in dams full of extortion
Racketeering, falsehoods and profiting prophets
False resurrections from actors in coffins
Madambi a shango na zwigevhenga zwothe
The desperate and gullible looking for more of it
Looking for salvation in a man
Not in the Lordship, it's just more shit

Ndi nne, ndi nne weee! Mwaliiii
Ndi tshi dihudza, vha nkhumbudza
Ndi nne, ndi nne weee! Mwaliii
Ndi tshi divhona, vha nkhumbudza
Ndi nne, ndi nne weee! Mwaliiii

Is when you give him your livelihood and for yours he tells you to pray
Tells you to stay, hungry and belief in him will pay
Yes you will pay, with your life and your livelihood
These churches are death squads not Robin Hoods
Close your eyes and pray while the holy thieves are robbing you
Take your whole pension, now a nigga bought a mansion
These are the crimes of the passion of Christ
Passion for lies, runaway thug
One minute he was ready to die
Ready to fly, now he ready to cry
Now do you believe on a nigga that is ready to lie
To save his own skin when he supposed to be Jesus next of kin
Is your faith so thin that you can't tell fake from skin
If it was really holy why ain't he put the bomb on his next of kin
Suicide squad but can't wear a vest for him

Ndi nne, ndi nne weee! Mwaliiii
Ndi tshi dihudza, vha nkhumbudza
Ndi nne, ndi nne weee! Mwaliii
Ndi tshi divhona, vha nkhumbudza
Ndi nne, ndi nne weee! Mwaliiii

Written by:
Thizwihangwi Nemanashe

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