Propaganda

They lied to us Because we can't see, It's always been a propaganda And don't forget, They've gotten many appenda Which they added to their agenda They don't know one day we shall become legenda I want to let them know coz I'm in Uganda They made us to live in Banda While they move, fly, drive or ride Honda They lied to us Stop the echo, break the chain Hear the truth in the crowd again No more halos, no more lies We won’t bow to unseen skies Ashan Kabasu ni nah They paint a future bright with borrowed gold A map of nations, bought and sold We wish we were never told Voice on the radio, a sweet, slick lie Selling consent while they tighten the ties We just pray to God who's in the skies We pace the streets of borrowed pride Chasing a flag that never dries They lied to us Stop the echo, break the chain Hear the truth in the crowd again No more halos, no more lies We won’t bow to unseen skies Ashan Kabasu ni nah If we pull the curtain, we’ll see the glare Hands that pull strings, we’re still aware Rise from the roots, let the real voices rise Rewrite the map with wiser eyes Ashan Mafi jol Fi fayim Nobody understands CD4Cell Music