Nilotic Lyrics by Elsy Wameyo
This is that culture, Nilotic be the entity
Stand down, the queen’s here, exotic in identity
Can never be the centrepiece if you were never meant to be
Lathered in the jewels and the gems, I’m the masterpiece
Just admit I’m the golden piece, I’m
You still in the making but I know what be mine
Admit I’m divine, take a sip, it’s tea time
I’m here to take my place and what was rightfully mine
I’ll have all the gold and the diamond from the Guinea
Give me back the tones and the stylin’ in Somali
Oh, run it back, that tea that you sippin’, Malawi
That ain’t even half of it so Benny hurry, hurry
Let me hold a congress for the people in the back
Delegate a new position, it’s a counterattack
Rip up the monarchy, a warning of attack
Yeah, we coming back like we never left, matter of fact
Escort the convoy, formation to the lead
Recruit the ones with the minds that we need
A constitute that they could never run
Bars they shoot, they be irrelevant
They watching as they folks be killed
They bros be killed
And though they bleed, we need to proceed
We stand to defeat, defending the peace
Double that
Firm at the feet, we never fatigued
Double that
Reigning supreme, we king of the team
Double that
Queen of the East, you better believe it
Double that
I’m out to find the missing link
Equate the inequivalent
The massacre before your eyes and you still ambivalent?
Moving in increments
At this state, it is crippling
No logical rational state of mind, it’s a predicament
It ain’t immediate ’cause half of y’all conceited
Assassinate the people who aided to your existence
Now watching from a distance, sheltered lovely by the system
That execute a black man and call police the victim
A pledge of allegiance, practice what you be preaching
Roll up in that new legion
Marching up, we stampeding then taking over that region
Still fighting for that freedom
That’s the call to unleash them
Came in from the village, ran up the division
Won’t know
Nope, won’t stop, it’s a given
Somebody get him wrapped up in the vision
Can’t stop, won’t stop now for the vision
Marked up, bruised and scarred
Trace back who we are, yelling free we
Done came up too far
To deny who we are
Hata kama
Never forget who you are