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Yeah
My life
My story
This is me
Young lion
Heart of a mayor
Major player in the city of naira paper
We say prayers five times a day
So our hearts hate Satan til our dying day
He came from a family of plenty brothers
Who showed him the ropes about life in this joke
Next week heading to a new leaf
Flying overseas to make p's for his family
To migrate is innate
When poverty is at your door
Ready to immigrate
So he said his goodbyes
Wishing he never told lies
Plans to survive with a baby on arrive
Young love never ends fair
Mothering a great seed he had put there
Foluke, fair skin with black and brown hair
Family of Christians ready for warfare
She was only 19
Plenty dreams
To share her views
A young black queen
Fear of bringing shame to her family
Imagine this
The daughter of preacher,
Forbidden to give birth in the manger
Now their French Nigerians,
Speaking 'Je la vu' with no experience
Time to be vigilant;
No one gives a toss about your immigrants
Impotence
We all stray from deliverance
Minutes tense

I'm getting bigger in this dark room
Only advice from god was to stay true
And get money like a typhoon
Back outside to this jungle
The promise land is a hustle
Far from humble
Constant hustle
Working cleaner in a hostel
Ishola will never pick up no tissue
He know the street well
Like a referee official
Getting money,
Smoking weed with his people
Fuck the police and weasels
Government officials,
Waving their legal pistols at your crystals
Life in the UK as an immagray
I'm juggling four jobs just to get paid
So what's the attraction??
Is it my time
oya start the contractions
God told me life's like a abortion
So whatever I do choose action
Meanwhile Foluke's in distress
Stressing
Wondering why her son aint delivered yet
She spent twenty hours in labor!
It takes time for the arrival of a saviour
Fulfilled the prophecy of Jeremiah
Here comes the destroyer
Son of a Zion solder
Solo trooper,
Picked up the mic sober
Left it lean
And when my dad left
I knew I had to chase the dream
Chase the dream
I saw
Colder nights
And colder mornings
Going to
School with 30p for spending
So I
Stole some donuts,
Sold em to teachers
So I could
Buy my favourite pair of sneakers
I never
Failed exams
I had to pass
Then I
Found myself in Uni fast
I remember
How slow the fast days were
Picture this
Imaginary as I strike a theory
Poetically imagined like a fairy
He who laid eyes,
Forgot that text lied
Even I was led astray
Blinded by the rules I obeyed
If eternally guilty is our souls
We chasing what we think is the goal
That's all we know,
That's all we see
Before I die I leave you with my memories
In this city of hope fools
But when hope falls
They lose sight of perception
No moral sense of affection
Life in the west side
To what extent can I express what's inside?
Without being given a label
From the cradle to the boss
I shall fear no boss
For thy is the kingdom,
Power and glory
Lend me your ears
Let me tell you my story

Like a beggar at the feet of Jesus
When grace began
Born to sin
They don't like my accent
They said I couldn't rap like I do
What the hell have I done!
I ran with my own style in this marathon
Half of these school boys couldn't last
Twenty minutes in my dissertation
Swore never to live my life serving no creation
We are all the same in Egypt
The way I see it
If we are all ghosts in the land of freedom
Then I put myself in my dad's shoes
So I could understand his mind fuse
A part of me wanted to get to know the dude
Honor thy father,
But male pride could be a killer
A murderer
In the eyes of progress
And I do all I know best
Life in the west
Do all I know best
Life in the west
Do all I know best
Life in the west
Do all I know best
Do all I know best
Life in the west