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Used to lock myself up to listen to the still

Started poppin pills on my own to learn a new appeal

Stopped that shit once I saw shit was for real

Was praying for days I could go snatch my dream

Weed in hand bumpin to the new j cole

This record is not intended to glorify drugs at all

From my view it’s a whole different world

From my seat I could hardly see the ball

Blank as fuck as I stare at the wall

How about come down and kill me with a fall

And that’s all positive,

All my life to the game chasing narrow halls

My spot in the trench was the worst of all

Never having enough meant far less of fun

Jokes to you probably makes my tummy turn

How does one exist in life without a chance at all

Now this is all negative

The hope of the life you’ll live in infinity

Wars and rumors of wars now I gotta dock

Bullets flying over my head as I chase the hall

It’s never stopping shoot till I fall

So what I do, cut corners and all?

Killed a man the day he tried to kill me, man

Tucked a cave like the brothers of Benjamin

No wonder niggas killin niggas for the damn bjamin

It’s a metaphor to show that time is short

Fuck these diseases fuckin cutting families off

Fuck life for making people sit and cry

The daily disappointments that tells you all is lost

The devil in your head having a field day like wtf

Fuck that you don’t have it all figured out

Fuck the patterns and stereotypes you forced to face

Fuck that the world wants you at your worst

Fuck that it’s your last card in your pocs

Fuck my choice of words, you probably in awe

Whether positive or negative all that matters is love.

Untitled?

I knew God too well I started doubting him

You know that familiarity thing

Coming through for everyone around me

Mines seemed to be taking more than a minute

Stayed prayed up

Getting the work up

Writing bars praying one day it will work out

Never been in a booth,all the sounds been in my hood

Trapped,entangled,like my nappy hair

Money out,I pray for some air

Life’s choking I rather give up now

Not the destination,I’m leaving no imprints here

The worlds faster now,none gon pick up these blueprints eh

Put it through a lens,produce these ideas like films

They could like it,do a remastered tracklist

In the memory of….the proceeds go to my estates

That’s In my head,I know how starving tastes

When you see me eat,believe I know what starvin is

Rejection,a couple niggas moving fake

Felt deception,love life’s been a mess

Ever felt love?i only know mamas name

Everyday Lord,o keep me prayed up

This walk colder than sittin ina bathtub

Maybe one day I get beats metro boomin

Or it never gets heard,stashed away in poetry

Who’s gonn read?we live in a generation that wanna see

Sounds better,a couple still got listenin ears

For all the late nights drowned in my own tears

Figure it out,I pray we all see better days

Zero excitement,I get peace from these verse’

When I put my people on,I’ll shed joy tears

Flex a bit,keep the groupies offset

If it don’t get done then it dies upstairs

Till then,I crack till these fingers dope tales

Try to rhyme till these bars get heard

Till then,I pray you keep me prayed up. Lord.

i be on the drake hold on we’re going home
catch a vibe the next track i’m high for hours j cole
one two three taps,hit me,only few know the code
i be high flying i done handled failure
would never exalt my self more than mere mortal
man says what he says, taking back is futile
i only thought it’d be easy till age 5
or about that, i watched it all go down
raised by winners, mercedes driving, few in town
they only proclaim in public,people don’t love growth
whatever was done, i didn’t participate or swear oaths
at 7 i knew i was a man on a mission
lost childhood fantasies, was dreaming in grown colors
was a king in my lane
i think i worked hard,the neighborhood knew my name
which to put here, i won’t know what to say
known to many, just by different names
not one muggy lasts, i’m known by different faces
spent a lot of cash, took Ls, i never took driving lessons
or tests
none come against me and go back same state
almost lost my conscience and soul for billionsa dollars
a man with a message was made in a bunker
city watcher then i graduated through th ranks
shot shit down, they shot me down now i’m living on 40 acres
unblock the jane, let’s plant on mary’s land
get motivated by a classic record, Ross aston martini
don’t drink and grab the wheely
get intoxicated and a mercedes somersaulting
i call the company ‘oh what is you doing baby? well danke’
spin me the 6×6 that moves like a tanker
probably bullet proof i’m scheming off my tribesmen money
while benefiting, in the name of representing
story for another day, but hope you smell what’s cooking
or hear,like my naija homies doing
coming to expose the game
cocky yansh blown open
wind of niger delta ballistic-y
too much woke is just you tripping
get sleep and drink water,
salam.

STREED!STREED!

          STREED! STREED!

Hook:

Na the only life I know be this

Run for the money no matter what the day

Get it any way,all the cheques clear

We rough for this side,warning steer clear 

If you not of this life,my nigga steer clear.
•Wake up early morning sprinkle of Jesus 

Bible portion,open, verse of the day

On my knees,father abeg bless me today 

Light the weed,call your man

Oboy,how e dey be today

You don set to fall out?

Then hit the deeps,the dugouts

We dey chaw morning food when we don dey streets 

Breakfast,you get house?shits for the rich

Hit your plug,or you the plug,deliver the goods

Pick and pick before you know it’s afternoon 

Not bound to lose

Today I wan proud for the choice I took

How many bands to count

Gotta watch the snakes they stay creepd up 

Hustle hustle,evening gotta hit the booth 

Slide up on the mic,only speaking the truth,

You come from the soft can’t have a stronger tooth 

Savages,we swallow straight no bite and chew

Chop am as you just cook,

This kinda life well it takes a toll

like not being afraid when you hear popo

Everyone scrambling gunshots po! po!

Up in the air,mkparawa going brazy,

Last last I don’t actually fancy your buzzy 

Cold for floor been freeze all my conscience 

So I fit take your pot fuck the hotness 

Born in this shit,I just dey find exit 

Hook:
Na the only life I know be this

Run for the money no matter what the day

Get it any way,all the cheques clear

We rough for this side,warning steer clear 

If you not of this life,my nigga steer clear

TIME OUT

                      
got a new girl I’m texting now,feeling excited 

you left me at a bad place,can’t forget it

the words we said to each other,who really meant it 

now it’s harder to trust words,people just say it 

can’t talk about love if I’m not serious 

when I talked about us I saw visions 

you were by my side,thought it’s both of us

we did go far,let’s count accomplishments 

cold nights taking a walk I don’t see stars

squeezing those two hours out before you reach house

I turned it to a lifetime as we both squeezed hands

those funny kisses were amazing and awkward😂

all these memories damn,I’m going Duckworth 

the walk away date came when I was unconscious 

I never get enough baby like few more hours

but it wasn’t just you going home

it was leaving me alone

that’s forever,bad time

when twas freezer than coldstone 

had to take that bite back

you said move on don’t look back 

ain’t easy when you meant all that

like a life together when it’s all set

now I gaz live like when we never met

no ones serious,I’m up in every b I done met 

left the pants to climb way up to the heart 

you threw me back down,I crashed back on an ass.

Hook:

So now it’s time out

You said quit so I had to back out 

still think of you oh the times we had ah

So now it’s time out 

Drifted so far is there a chance to track back 

Oh no don’t look back it’s permanently time out.

BROKEN VASE

Let’s talk about Nigeria being the benchmark of mediocrity

 What one sector in the country’s working properly 

Not one,lemme break it down incase you’re lost lately: 

The judiciary isn’t justice lately 

Judges stay living way out their own wages

200 million overnight and he switched verdicts,

How you go blame them when everything’s faulty,

The legislature that one na crooked hustlers 

Most of them can’t drive alone to their constituencies 

Drive along?no roads,oh they got SUVs 

Drive alone?like five police do security 

What you scared of if you been doing the right things huh?

Kaftan or suits all seated in the dirty chambers 

Agbada or brooms can’t wait for that seating allowance 

Wonder why politicians get paid before civil servants?

No

Now let’s talk executive 

That section I swear is turning to sick peoples bay

The head of it either away or works half day

Either sick in the waist or the normal slow mental case

You’re either foolish four years or stay die in eight 

If I even make it to eight we’ll I don’t even care.

Heard it’s a plan for lost estates

Big fat lie depending on oil of few states

The remaining scheme off the oil revenues 

Mechanized to work only for a few,

Wonder why it’s easy for insurgents to recruit 

They’re more poor,the rich are but a few 

No systems in place so no hope for the youths 

Get a degree and still back to the creeks to shoot 

Chairman abeg put my name for that amnesty book

Make dem pay,baba God don punish dem,

How long this will last,we only think short term 

Take your own for any post wey you find yourself 

No form holy,don’t dull yourself 

Last last when you steal plenty na you go judge yourself 

MUD

I knew God too well I started doubting him
You know that familiarity thing
Coming through for everyone around me
Mines seemed to be taking more than a minute
Stayed prayed up
Getting the work up
Writing bars praying one day it will work out
Never been in a booth,all the sounds been in my hood
Trapped,entangled,like my nappy hair
Money out,I pray for some air
Life’s choking I rather give up now
Not the destination,I’m leaving no imprints here
The worlds faster now,none gon pick up these blueprints eh
Put it through a lens,produce these ideas like films
They could like it,do a remastered tracklist
In the memory of….the proceeds go to my estates
That’s In my head,I know how starving tastes
When you see me eat,believe I know what starvin is
Rejection,a couple niggas moving fake
Felt deception,love life’s been a mess
Ever felt love?i only know mamas name
Everyday Lord,o keep me prayed up
This walk colder than sittin ina bathtub
One day I hope I get beats metro boomin
Or it never gets heard,stashed away in poetry
Who’s gonn read?we live in a generation that wanna see
Sounds better,a couple still got listenin ears
For all the late nights drowned in my own tears
Figure it out,I pray we all see better days
Zero excitement,I get peace from these verse’
When I put my people on,I’ll shed joy tears
Flex a bit,keep the groupies offset
If it don’t get done then it dies upstairs
Till then, I crack till this fingers dope tales
Try to rhyme till these bars get heard
Till then,I pray you keep me prayed up. Lord.

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“My Lord, Tell Me Where To Keep Your Bribe?” By Niyi Osundare

[Originally published on Sahara Reporters on Oct 26, 2016 and culled from saharareporters.com]

A poem by the renowned Nigerian poet Niyi Osundare.

My Lord

   Please tell me where to keep your bribe?

Do I drop it in your venerable chambers

Or carry the heavy booty to your immaculate mansion

Shall I bury it in the capacious water tank

In your well laundered backyard

Or will it breathe better in the septic tank

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ORIGINAL

Wait how you Fresh like you in yankee 

Yeah my Africa is my own yankee

I make the world around me fit as I seem

Nowhere is better than nowhere at some stages

If the politicians working as I dey say this

you’re doing your bit as you play this

Then tomorrow our seeds could grow and love his

The land of the ancestors 

The diversity amazing

The origin of the human race 

The birthplace of Adam 

Brothers teaming up A and Bertrand Traore 

Distant relatives linking up 

Africa is the birthplace 

Even Jesus a real nigga 

with his squad,them disciples 

Unless you accept to live African 

your liberation has questioning 

To live African is to be free and dignified 

Thomas Sankara with the signature

The endowed,we blessed by nature Africa unite,we don’t want more disaster

Recession(how is life man)

This is a verse on my track tho