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I write this song because I see and feel the pain of being black. Just another outcast. I too struggle to fit in, but I don’t want to and will not conform. This message is for my black kings and queens. So that you may understand the significance, beauty and richness of your blackness. Don’t you ever forget who you are, where you come from, your culture, your home.
released November 8, 2019
Produced, mixed and mastered by Mario Spate.
Written by Elsy Wameyo.

[Luo Dialect]
Jopinyni neoko rwaka
Newawinjo matek, Jopinyni neoko rwaka
Wan nyithi nyasaye waonge pogruok moro amora
Obed mzungu, obed jarateng,
Wantee waromre embele mar nyasaye
Nyathina kik ideo, wantee wan nyithi nyasaye
Ibed jarateng, ibed jarachar, rembwa en achiel
Nyasaye to oruakowa wan duto

[English Translation]
People of this land did not welcome me
It was a difficult experience, people of this land did not welcome me
We’re children of God we don’t have any differences
Whether white, whether black
We’re all equal in the eyes of God
My child, don’t worry
We’re all children of God
Whether you’re black, whether you’re white, our blood is the same
God welcomes us all

Seems like he’s living in the past
He’s just another outcast
Skin dark it’s hidden in a mask
Lights out

Dark skin that’s him with that grin
So bright next to that melanin
No care for his hair that fro
He was told it will never ever grow
His soul diminished, it’s finished
Speaking with an accent British
He sang with a different rhythmic
Flavour so different
Haters still listening
Though favour his vision
To acquire permission to lead his family tree
Standin’ up for his rights, equality
It’s his one and only chance opportunity
Impatiently trynna end this slavery

Seems like he’s living in the past
But he’s just another outcast
Skin dark it’s hidden in a mask
Lights out
Seems like he’s living in the past
He’s just another outcast
Skin dark it’s hidden in a mask
Lights out

So I yell out brother, do you see me
I’m lost and blind have no vision
My intuition speaks
Then I yell out please sir, can you feel me
They tried to blame my decisions
I’m imprisoned and weak
Now listen
I had no other reason but to free my people slaving
Protecting what we still are still keeping my flag-waving
Reality’s that we are the epitome of a nigga
That mystical black figure

Seems like he’s living in the past
He’s just another outcast
Skin dark it’s hidden in a mask
Lights
Seems like he’s living in the past
He’s just the other outcast
Skin dark it’s hidden in a mask
Lights out at last
Lights out

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