Polytricks (Reload) Lyrics

This for my nation M-dubs

You still light it up like 12/25th

I can't deny

You raised a rose off concrete

An offspring

Off the dust

Dirt and hardship

It's hard not to trip

In a jungle of stumps and trees

Calm and strong breeze

Am calm but not at ease

I rhyme but not to please

I dine but never feast

Cause my heart still bleeds

Up my sleeve

So when my light decease

There's no rest in peace

Mu ghetto

Mwachuluka ziphinjo

Zikhomo

Magobo

Madolo

Tikungokoka mogo

Kusekelera smoko

There's no locking horns

Just loss of homes

We guzzle drinks in excess

To stay strong

Escaping

Them nightmares

And somber songs

For brief moments

A drop of cold water

To ease the flame torment

Yet it still stings like a hornet

It's harder to stay hoping

When press cons of politicians

Leave you feeling conned n forsaken

Without question

for granted you are taken

The disrespect is draining

It's hard to keep voting

When in the aftermath

Change isn't dawning

Just more plunder and looting

Plenty pushing no movement

Them leaders sit high

Spectating with amusement

They smile

As we sip sewer

Their silence stabs for sure

With our blackness

Blinded in blackouts

Maimed in mining

Just to be slaughtered with radiation

Mother Malawi red nation

Greedy dynasties roaming

To raid the nation

Are we vigilant

And ready as a nation?

Ready to unite

And rid racial and tribal segregation?

As we perish

Parishioners pray

Protesters plot paths

Towards freedom

But it's been 50 years

Things keep getting worse

Than we feared

We get freed

Just to be shackled in new chains

New trends and slogans

We are x'd men and logans

Majority outcasts

Mutants

In our own nation

Where mediocrity is rewarded

And brilliance is scorned

It all boils down to

Party loyalty and affiliation

I know some will say the pen game is political

And politics won't land food on my table

But the truth is for my hustle to be stable

The chairman and his crew

Need to be mentally able

Considerate of the bottom

Businesses and schools

Job creation

Hustle conducive environment

For our economy to bloom

Hand outs will only

Handicap the nation

Even if you hand us

Hefty sums of dough

We won't hand clap regression

We just need a land fertile enough

For a hardworking man's vision

So enough of this polytricks

And witty speech

We just want to gracefully thrive

On this ground

Sow and reap