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they came In the heat of rum
to freeze the beat of my drum
oh people take note
i wasn’t allowed to vote
they sang a song
sharp as the devil’s prong
they spoke in the gun & rifle tone
I answered In the language of stone
but I’m not david
my hand is not turbo - charged
thus my blood danced in the sand &
fire engulfed the rand
but i became a heavyweight
in kind started to communicate
for I switched onto the bush - channel
they ran like rats in a tunnel
in their ears my war drum loud
as beat after beat I continued to pound
now they sing from deep in their lungs
while with history’s blood
they polish their fangs
singing a venomous tune
but to that brand of poison I’m immune

no one can negotiate
when their words amputate
I can only dance to the beat of progressive hands
no song can move me if its meant to break my knee
I rap my lyrics with no help of gimmicks
let them come to the dance floor
or stay outside the door
my words are sacred honey
cannot be bought with blood money

words from "Horns For Hondo" 1990 COSAW

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from End Beginnings, released June 12, 1990
P&C Free State Music Publishing

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Warrick Sony is a South African composer, producer, musician and sound designer.
He is the founder and sole permanent member of the Kalahari Surfers. They made politically radical satirical music in 1980s South Africa.

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