Madimoni ft. Moses Matsea Lyrics

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