
Village Make Wi Strong
elvisstrikersconnect· 4:22 · 4 plays · v2.2
- dub
- male vocalist
- storytelling
- 2020s
- conscious
- warm
- reggae
- mbira
- roots reggae
- serious
About
King Elvis Striker's ndini this is what we went through while growing up walking for miles to and from school we had no technology no smart phones but we had good stories
Lyrics
KING ELVIS STRIKER'S MAMBO STRIKER'S LET MI TELL YOU DIS
Yeah yeah yeah
Intro - Spoken
When di uneducated raise di educated
An di educated a raise di lost
Wah go wrong down inna Zimbabwe
Listen mi now Uneducated parents inna di 90s raise engineer lawyer doctor
Dem no have book but dem have wisdom deep
Dem groom dem pickney out inna di rural
Walk long journey to school seven kilometre barefoot
No shoes hot sand a burn foot inna October
Frost a bite toe come June
Dem burn candle fi study no ZESA
One candle share among four children
Soot pon di nose inna di morning
Was evidence of hard work
Research was teacher library book
An old man who know herbs [Chorus]
When di uneducated raise di educated
An di educated a raise di lost
Wah go wrong tell mi wah go wrong
Di village make wi strong
Make di town no make wi children weak
When di uneducated raise di educated
An di educated a raise di lost
Verse 2
Dem go to school pon empty stomach
One meal of sadza an wild okra
Stomach a growl but mind sharp
Crossing flooded rivers pon di way
Hold book above head uniform wet up to chest
Tattered uniform patch by mother wid sack thread
Dem wake at four fi help parents yoke cattle
Milk cows fetch water before go to school
After school no TV just weed inna di fields
Chase baboon from maize fetch firewood
Dis hardship give dem zeal
Poverty was dem teacher hunger was dem motivation
Chorus
When di uneducated raise di educated
An di educated a raise di lost
Wah go wrong tell mi wah go wrong
Di village make wi strong
Make di town no make wi children weak
When di uneducated raise di educated
An di educated a raise di lost
Verse 3
Come to dem offspring di professionals now
Live spacious inna urban towns
Children bred inna opulent mangers
Well fed chicken every day pizza an takeaways
Well clothed new uniform every term
Drive to school wid tuck of hundred dollar
Wi say wid pride wi no want raise dem di hard way
An deh wi make wi biggest mistake
Wi spoil dem wid phone at eight years
Laptop at ten pocket money every week
Wi give dem everything except character
Wi forget respect hard work fear of elders
Bridge
Inna di 90s parents say don't spare di rod
Today wi say don't beat mi child
Now child a beat wi inna wi own house
Him shout at mother insult father come home midnight
Uneducated mother have no book but she have wisdom
Mwana asingacheme anofira mumbereko
She inspect yuh nails check yuh books
Dat beating make a lawyer
Verse 4
Mi fellow Zimbabweans let wi go back
Give dem basics not luxuries
Food school fees clothes love an discipline
Teach dem fi fetch water even when there a tap
Teach dem fi weed garden even when there a maid
Teach dem fi respect elder even when elder a poor
Teach dem fi wake up early an work
A respectful child a betta dan a mansion left to a drug addict
Final Chorus
Wi must decide do wi want children who bury wi wid dignity
Or children wi will bury because of drugs
Di village make wi strong let di town no make wi children weak
When di uneducated raise di educated
An di educated a raise di lost no more no more
Outro - Spoken
I thank yuh
King Elvis Striker's Soundz
Mambo Striker's ndini
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