O Mang?

O mang, in this concrete jungle of conspiracies and propaganda?
O mang, in this bottomless pit of lust, rape and AIDS
Of moral decay, father rapes daughter
O mang, wena, in this world of politricks
Bush tricking for oil, claim to innocent lives lost
We remain the fetus of the pregnant beast in these perilous days
O mang, MoAfrika, in that dark skin
Are you media and press infested
Are you African American, European African or African African
Ke ra hore Africa for Africans is the order of the day
When that order manifests, o tlo wela kae
Who are you? You need not be undecisive in the valley of decision
You need to find the God that's in you
Assess and reassess
So when I ask o mang? o kgone go mpotsa
O mang, MoAfrika
O mang, MoAfrika

Mochangane
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Mochangane
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I'm a Shangane
I come from Mmabatho
I speak Setswana
I'm a Ndebele
I'm from Soshanguve
I speak TshiVenda
But that don't matter to me
Oksalayo, Joe, I'm black
If you cannot agree, I'll tell you nicely "Voetsek!"
'Cause I'm proud of my (Roots!)
I'll say it again loud and clear
For you bastards and goons
If you've got beef, I don't care

I'm a MoVenda (Venda)
I come from Shawela (Shawela)
I speak Seburu (Buru, buru)
I'm a Coloured (Coloured)
I come from Tlhabane (Tlhabane)
I speak SeZulu (Zulu, Zulu)
But that don't matter to me (Don't matter to me)
Oksalayo, Joe, I'm black (Oksalayo, I'm black)
If you cannot agree (Cannot agree)
I'll tell you nicely "Voetsek!" (Nicely "Voetsek!)
'Cause I'm proud of my (Roots!) (Proud of my roots)
I'll say it again loud and clear (Loud and clear)
For you bastards and goons
If you've got beef, I don't care (Beef, I don't care)

I'm a MoTswana (Tswana)
I'm from Alexandra (Alexandra)
I speak SeXhosa (Xhosa, Xhosa)
I'm a Kgalaka (Kgalaka)
I come from down ko Kapa (Ko Kapa)
I speak Seshona (Shona)
But that don't matter to me (Don't matter to me)
Oksalayo, Joe, I'm black (Oksalayo, I'm black)
If you cannot agree (Cannot agree)
I'll tell you nicely "Votsek!" (I just might tell you votsek)
'Cause I'm proud of my (Roots!) (Proud of my roots)
I'll say it again loud and clear (Loud and clear)
For you bastards and goons
If you've got beef, I don't care (Beef, I don't care)

I'm a Lekgowa (Kgowa)
I'm from Mpumalanga (Mpumalanga)
I speak Setswana (Tswana, Tswana, Tswana)
I'm a Ndebele (Ndebele)
I'm from Soshanguve (Guve)
I speak Setsonga (Tsonga, Tsonga, SeTsonga)

Mina I am, wena o mang?
I am what I am or jwang
I am now, present continuous

I chant ancestral mantras
Evoking higher platform of spiritual interest
Of which I am the keenest

I greet the sun in the morning
Cloudy day or rainy day, I greet the sun anyway
But when I see you I don't say good morning

Nna ke motho wa Afrika
I overstand that for me to increase you don't have to decrease
My identity no longer confined to inequity
I could be Swahili, Zulu, Shona or Mbezi
If it rains, it rains, Thixo somandla let it rain
Ke motho wa Afrika, wena o mang, MoAfrika
Nna ke motho wa Afrika, wena o mang, MoAfrika

Therefore I be, wena o mang
Wena neng-neng ore nywe-nywe-nywe
Jabs has been kae-kae le bo dimang-mang
Wena o mang? Ungobani, ubuya kuphi
Uya kuphi, uthunywe ubani
Athi uye kuphi, ufike wenze noma kwenzakalani
Mina ngi uyena, e ngi uyena
I and I is, please, please let I and I be

There and then, vele vele I am
In the seed of my weed which I need for a spiritual feed
I am, ganja be ganja, me be me, therefore I am

Gone. I be where I need to be
Picture me drowned, bring me down
But like dust on the humble feet of my niggers and sisters
I shall rise, oh yes, I shall rise

To what seems to be a problem
Only to find there was never a problem
Just a need to be
I am the knowledge to what seems to be ignorance
Only to find there was never ignorance
Just a need to be
I am the reality to what seems to be an illusion
Only to find there was never illusion
Just a need to be
Therefore I be, wena o mang?

Wena neng-neng ore nywe-nywe-nywe
Jabs has been kae-kae le bo dimang-mang
Wena o mang? Ungubani, ubuya kuphi
Uya kuphi, uthunywe ubani
Athi uye kophi, ufike wenze noma kwenzakalani
Mina ngi uyena, engi uyena
I and I is, so let I and I be
Now you see me, now you don't
Gone, I be where I need to be
Picture me gone, bring me down
But like dust on the humble feet of my niggers and sisters
I shall rise, oh yes, I shall rise

Look at me rise, oh yes, I shall rise
Watch me rise, watch me rise (Mochangane)
Letebele
Mochangane