Lyrics Mass Solution - Monique Bingham , DJ Ganyani

Mass solution underground
The mind, mind revolution just turned around
Sister Lebo told me, gold is waiting to be found
If you dig then the fees, and the walls, and the knees will come down

I was driving through Kempton Park, after dark
Back in from Durban, a week smoking herb
And watching palm trees sway, saw Stacks and Jay
Greenery, scenery, you know how Dur be
Some got that buku-buku, some rock that numu-kuku
I know who I am, do you, know which one is you uh-uh?
Your life is where you stay, die or play
Feast, don't waste away, they live like night and day, come on

Mass solution underground
Oh the mind, mind revolution just turned around
Sister Lebo she told me gold is waiting to be found
If you dig then the fees, and the walls, and the knees will come down

Ride into Kimberly, tight as can be
It's got it's soul round this great big hole
And every grain of sand was moved by hand
Excavated Evoy and excavated man
I ain't afraid of no animal, I'm making that clear
Ain't afraid of no lion, I'm afraid of De Beers
I'm afraid of this ticking, tick tick tick in my head
This heaven have nothing, ain't going nowhere

We need a mass solution underground
Oh the mind, mind revolution just turned around
Sister Lebo she told me gold is waiting to be found
If you dig, then the fees, and the walls, and the knees will come down

Oh d-d-d-da-d-d-da
Hey they will come (come down, they will come down)
Come down, hey (come down, they will come down)
To the knees, to the knees, to the knees(to the knees, to the knees)
(Come down, they will come down)
To the knees, to the knees, to the knees, to the knees, to the knees
(Come down, they will come down)

We can argue about timing, about a line in the Dow
Who is paid, who is owed,
Block the law, block the road, chase them round
You can point, aim your arrow, shoot every sparrow down
Or listen to your mother and just put your ear to the ground
We can argue about timing, about about a line in the Dow
Who is paid, who is owed,
Block the law, block the road, chase them round
You can point, aim your arrow, shoot every sparrow down
Or listen to your mother and just put your ear to the ground

Mass solution underground
Oh the mind, mind revolution just turned around
Sister Lebo she told me gold is waiting to be found
If you dig, then the fees, and the walls, and the knees will come down