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Black Lazarus - Welcome to Motherwell (Remix) cover art

Letra

[Verse 1]
From Motherwell dust, I stood tall
Eastern Cape blood, I answer the call
Gqeberha blocks, where the brave don't fold
Where hard days hit, but the heart stay bold

Slums got stories in every lane
Mothers keep praying through hunger and rain
Kids got gifts, but they left unseen
Too much talent in the township seams

They want us quiet, want us small
But we rise together, we don't fall
In the cracks of the cold and the broken chain
We still shout our name, we still make change

[Pre-Chorus]
Hear that drum, that pride?
Whole hood stand side by side
No shame here, no fear here
Motherwell, we still here

[Chorus]
Welcome to Motherwell
(Welcome to Motherwell)
Welcome to Motherwell
(We wear it well)

City of arts, city of soul
Kids got fire they can't control
Welcome to Motherwell
(Welcome to Motherwell)

[Verse 2]
Eastern Cape raising stars in the dirt
Some never get seen, some never get heard
Pain in the paperwork, sleep in the queue
Government failed us, but we pushed through

Still the people hold the line so tight
Bread gets split in the dark of night
Unity lives where the corners bleed
One hand lifts when the other needs

I seen great artists from these streets
Sing through the hurt with fearless heat
From our soil, they bloom so bright
Motherwell made them, day and night

[Pre-Chorus]
Hear that drum, that pride?
Whole hood stand side by side
No shame here, no fear here
Motherwell, we still here

[Chorus]
Welcome to Motherwell
(Welcome to Motherwell)
Welcome to Motherwell
(We wear it well)

City of arts, city of soul
Kids got fire they can't control
Welcome to Motherwell
(Welcome to Motherwell)

[Bridge]
I love my city, I love my name
Through the smoke, still feel the flame
If they won't see us, we see ourselves
Motherwell rising, nothing else

[Final Chorus]
Welcome to Motherwell
(Welcome to Motherwell)
Welcome to Motherwell
(We wear it well)

City of arts, city of soul
Kids got fire they can't control
Welcome to Motherwell
(Welcome to Motherwell)