Mpho Ya Badimo
South Africa
Mpho Ya Badimo
With almost comical word play, laid back vibe and wicked rhyming in funky urban mix of her Mothertongue & Setswana, this confident young South African holds no punches in her warning message! She’s using the mike to raise awareness about the plight of underprivileged young girls being wooed and preyed upon by older men who trade modern day trinkets for sexual favours, leading to all kinds of traumatic effects on the girl child. The disturbing social dynamics and growing trend she describes is spun into a haunting lyrical refrain, a highly effective appeal to the perpetrators and to those who do not speak out on this issue, as she tells the hard-hitting true stories we are often reluctant to hear.
BIOGRAPHY
South African- born artist Mpho ya Badimo, which translates into Gift of/for the Gods, hails from... More >
Malume Tata
Malome Tata o ntatile.Malome Tata o ntatile tlheng!O lala dibareng, baagisane ba re’ng?O jola le bana,ke mathata a eng a tota?Malome Tata, ke a go bolella papa.Ke bone Malome Tata,Maloba a crossa strata,A khukhunela kwa bo-Marta,Ha ke mmotsa are ba gerta.Marta’s only sixteen years old,Tata bought her a phone,A red but almost dead rose,And wrote her a note,Now she thinks they’re in love.Her mom knows but o shapa tswa daar,Tata o tlisa dipapa,O zama le ya papsaka,Le tsa go aparaSo dit maakie sakkie.Mosadi ke mosadiShe dropped out of school,‘cause school wasn’t cool,The kids were cruel,The teachers tooAnd the rumours were trueShe was expecting not one but two!Malome Tata o ntatile.Malome Tata o ntatile tlheng!O lala dibareng, baagisane ba re’ng?O jola le bana,ke mathata a eng a tota?Malome Tata, ke a go bolella papa.Lathlela bofofu to that young girl,The one hiding behind those fake curls,Parading in that short skirt,You call her a bitch ‘cause you don’t know where she’s beenIf you did, you’d know she needs a hug not a fuck.A girl torn up inside, porned up outsideTrying to commit suicide every night since the age of nineShe met a Tata in the form of PapaMama tshaba bua,Papa tlhala,Lapa tlalaSo shhh!The pain gets hummed away.Shhh!The pain gets hummed away.Shhh!The pain gets hummed AWAY!
