Fist From The Small Fish
We can brag
On higher waters everyone to see us
See the beauty of our faces
Swinging our bodies and fins
But wait the big fish is there
You ate with us
Walked with us
Promised us good life
Ooh poor us now see
Where are we
Walking with all command
My name is big fish
Forgetting who gave you the big seat
Mistreating us like we are worms
Lord, come to our rescue
Fellow big fish are crying
Running aways from you like kids
Messing them the way you want
Just for opposing your bad motives for us
Can't you see you are messing Mr. Big fish
Wait so you can never be good
Publicly you promise good life
Secretly you kill
Where is your stand
Can you be clear?
A time is coming
When a revolution will show up in deep waters
Lieutenants from the oppressed big fish will lead
Fearless general from the small fish will then turn up
I swear wait for the fist from the small fish
Sisqo Mutito
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