Loot Songtext
von Datcha Mandala

Born in the wrong land
That′s how they took it to be, oh oh oh
They never took the time to look inside
No, and through their purple eyes to see

Amanté oué tou anama amanaté
Ouétou anama amanatou ouaté
Amanté oué tou anama amanaté
Ouétou anama amanatou ouaté
Amanté oué tou anama amanaté
Ouétou anama amanatou ouaté
Amanté oué tou anama amanaté
Ouétou anama amanatou oh
Mamoudja Natura
Mamoudja Natura

Belittle the black slaves in ordre to clear the white's mind
Mama oudja Natura
They never took the time to look around
No, and they did not understand ouija′s eye message


Are you listening to me now?
Don't want to mean anything
I just want it to be
I want it so hard
Don't want to mean anything
I just want it to be
Lord I want it to be


Whites are landing
The guns the guns the guns
More and more guns oh no
We are subjecting strange gatherings
We have to wear clothes and work
Amanaté ouétou anama amanaté
Amanaté ouétou anama amanaté
Amanaté ouétou anama amanaté
Amanaté ouétou anama amanaté
Amanaté ouétou anama amanaté
I have received the death blow right in my hear
Oh I wasn′t expecting it
Reason has come to me
I will love my brothers and bless the life
The world is good
No more promises from childhood
The One makes me strong
And I praise the One, praise the One
And I praise the One
Who are now the slaves, now?
Who are the slaves
Who are the slaves now?