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Freedom (written by Mellow Creme) Verse 1 I feel a rush coming through my vocal chords with notes Explaining how I should relate to this nation that’s lost I try to sound clear but its hard, my voice is hoarse Still I gotta represent the ones hurting the most Like[…]
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One of the best days of my life. Days ago we took time out with the band to film 3 feel good songs as we performed them live at Fisheagle On Chivero, Zimbabwe. This truly must be one of the most beautiful, peaceful and serene plus one of my favourite[…]
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With her mother’s eyes And her father’s cries Her mother’s strength and her father’s sighs. When she plays in her garden does she see my world or hers? Does she see the pain of war or bomb shells? Does she smell the teargas of an evil regime?
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This is for the woman with curves And the woman with none The woman that’s blonde And the woman that’s dark The woman that’s natural And my sister with lypo.
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