Paroles de Anisixabisanga

Paroles de Anisixabisanga Par MSAKI

Anasixabisanga
Wena uhleka isiqhazolo
Ebusweni benstsokolo, yethu
Anisixabisanga
Kwaye uyasimbambezela
Ngalomtshini wakho

Anasixabisanga
Kwaye mihla nezolo
Amathambo neziporho, zezono zenu
Anis’khathalalenga
Kwaye niyasibambezela
Ngokunyoluka kwenu
Nyoluka kwenu, nyoluka

Lomoya lo (Ninyolukile eh, ninyolikile man)
Uyabanda (Ninyolukile eh)
Uyabanda (Ninyolikile eh)
Lomoya lo (Nincolile)
Uyabanda (Nincolile)
Uyabanda, the wind blows
The dunes do not change shape

There is a plane in the sky (Yeah)
It’s got Guptas in it (Yeah)
The plane's gonna crash (Yeah)
Or land at Waterkloof

Isn’t there an army at Waterkloof?(Isn’t there?)
Isn’t there an army at Waterkloof?
Isn’t there an army at Waterkloof? (Isn’t there?)
Isn’t there an army there? (Isn’t there?)
Isn’t there an army there? (Isn’t there?)
Isn’t there an army there? (Isn’t there?)
Isn’t there an army there? (Isn’t there?)

Isn’t there an army there? (Isn’t there?)
Isn’t there an army there? (Isn’t there?)
Isn’t there an army there? (Isn’t there?)
Isn’t there an army there? (Isn’t there?)
Isn’t there an army there? (Isn’t there?)
Isn’t there an army

Isn’t there an army there?
Isn't there?
Isn't there?
Isn't there?
Isn't there?
Isn't there?

As my words tread this page I watch this entity enraged
Trying to search for what we search for in this maze
It's a circular prism where white light 
Spreads to return to it's gism of whiteness
We need to define the sensation of lack in the blackness

So he stands to feed you lies of the mics unlimited skies
While inside by the by he sits there questioning why?
He can't be the black guy to make all black guys fly
Sky high