Rich in spirit, wealth and culture
A colonial discourse we both experienced
Stunted in our Growth
Dismantled by their need for wealth
Yet our spirit we never undermined
Now neo-imperialism they reveal
To further fuel they urge for wealth
A movement we now own
In resistance to their surge
In our back quarters
Knowing no boundaries
Relieving us locally and globally
Hip Hop is our refuge
To redeem ourselves, fuelling our surge
A change, it will one day reveal
An affirmation of our chosen expression
This formation will be