South African based Uganda/Rwandan reggae star N0.1 Suspect Badman has released a new track in remembrance of the 1994 Rwanda Genocide where close to a million people lost their lives. The song titled Rwanda Nziza was released last week. Below we bring you the song’s lyrics and what Suspect had to say;
“In 1994, the month of April a million and so of people lost their lives in Rwanda. This human tragedy was the result of a long history of COLONIZATION that divided RWANDESE people making them turn against each other. My dear fans, friends and families, brothers and sisters, here is the song I have sung in honor of 1994 Genocide in Rwanda,” Suspect said. Below is the song on YouTube
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ji5mRFQ9zKo
Lyrics of Rwanda Nziza by NO.1 Suspect Badman
I’m not making this up, I remember
I’m singing, I’m not making this up
I remember, I’m not scared
As we remember the families we lost in genocide
The genocide against the Tutsi
In nineteen ninety four
We will always remember you
When you segregate tribes
That’s what you get, lets pray for unity
When you segregate tribes
And many a time, its about personal gains
Rwandese people,
My people, Rwandese
Let’s unite, we belong together
(Rwandese)
Peace, Peace
Let there be peace in Rwanda
Uh my country
Rwandese people
My people, Rwandese
Lets unite, (Rwandese)
We belong together, (Rwandese)
Rwanda you are a beauty
Despite your history and the misfortune
Fifty nine to nineteen nighty four
Listen, Regina
Don’t you cry?
Tell Simpunga, there there.
I know that when you need mummy, you don’t see her
I know that when I need our uncle, I miss him.
Maria, and your older sister Maria, not forgetting Spesiyoza. Mutoni misses you.
We lost families, we lost friends and our mothers love
You get back home and miss Dad
When you look in the room you miss Mummy
Wherever you look you can see their faces
Where she used to hang the clothes
Listen to me,
They were killed because of their appearance – they were martyrs
Imagine, in Gods’ eyes they are innocent
Anyway, Rest in peace Kaniziyo (canisius)
Rwandese people
My people, Rwandese
Lets unite, (Rwandese)
We belong together, (Rwandese)
You became a refugee in your own country
Fled your home, leaving your belongings behind
Hunted, separated from your kin, when your homes were lite on fire
You lost so many of your own, many were massacred, many were killed.
In my country, I could see blood flowing (nighty four)
Oh my God, rivers flowing, bodies floating in my country (never again)
Blood every where in my city, it was bloody it was bad (imagine)
What kind of animosity is this, what a calamity?
People killing, people raping, children dying, bodies lying
In my country – never again!!
I remember the letter that was published in March, supported by religious leaders and colonialist. Remember the carnage that took place in 1963 and 1964
December and January respectively. Remember the harassment that took place in 1973 and 1974, many were killed, others flee, Chased from schools and
fired from work. I remember, I urge you to remember. Remember Libre Radio and Television De Mille Collins that, Kangura and many other News outlets. That planted and spread the seed of intolerance, segregation and hate. Words of fallacy and dehumanizing nature, remember – I remember.
Remember the genocide of 1994 in Rwanda against the Tutsi, road blocks everywhere in Kigali. Rwandese family murdered, killed with pangas, axes and grenades and other weapons. I too, remember. The massacre that flooded into Cathedrals, schools and hospitals. Nyarubuye, Cyarinda, Nyamata and other place, we can forget you.
All those that die in arms (i remember you)
The ones that liberated the country( we remember you)
Long live Rwanda, lets teach the young ones our history, so that they may know.
Long FPR, you brought back peace, unity and prosperity.
Fred Rugema your are a hero.
Rwanda I will always remember 94
The year of sorrow, April, the month of mourning.
Rwanda, I cannot forget the unrest, people running, people dying
Rwanda , I remember the situation.
What’s kind of segregation, in my nation.
Discrimination is a dirty mission.
