Nuba

IntroNuba*24Verse 1Nuba, son of the night light,Son of the pharaohs the Nile, son of the kushites,Son of the Earth but still branded a misfitLimited options, primeval notions, pivotal cautions.AKs for the Reign and that’s a desert storm,From a land like its Steve Harvey, the misfortuneLand where the grass is greener and misdemeanourLand where the History books gat made thinnerLand of the dying breed and cold dinnersLand where the melanin give you rush of Adrenaline,Every breathe is a gambling, stay straight like JavelinLand of the Shaka Zulu and Mansa MusaKabalega, Emorimor, your KabakaFrom the valley of kings to the snows of Mount KenyaLength of Zambezi to flows of river TanaFrom the colour of my skin you can tell that i am Nuba{Chorus}Nuba*6Make me Black againNuba*6Make me Black againNuba*6Make Me black againNuba*6Make me Black againVerse 2Nuba, Son of the Night lightSon of the dark moon, the shadow of MandelaDescending from the handicapped Tales of a Slave RunnerLand of the free but still mentally compromised,Prima donor Donors, the dark side of the human mindPapa don't preach to the pain of the BrutalizedFrom a land where, death is a gift and life is a curseAnd you can rehearse in every verse and end up a fact or end up a factorPick your disaster Haile Selassie, one for the RastasFrom the land of the Timbuktu and dying culturesThings fall apart from the rivers betweenSo as we cry the beloved country, the grass is singingMy head ringing, voices from the other side screamingNever forget who you are or who your kin isForefathers that fought hard for new beginningsVerse 3I am Nuba and am Colour BoundThey call me African now from the cape to the Suez canalI am Nuba and am Colour BoundThe beauty of the mind in the absence of light, i am trustI am Nuba and am colour boundI am religion the beginning of the spirit involvedSee I am Nuba and am colour boundSo you can run across the world and never find a better kindOnce a Slave, always a slave and that’s the route that they takeWhile we still getting abused for being Black in this AgeMy brother shipped off just to earn a penny a dayMy sister prostituted just to make a living todayAnd now we auctioned in Slave Markets, Humanity failsWhat’s AU if the U ain't for Unity sakeHow can one race be subjected to so much of your hateSkin colour never fade for these wickedest ways, Am Nuba