Legendary
In case you see smiles on our faces
See smiles on our faces
Know that we carry your light
Your art reminds us that a god oo, god oo
Exists somewhere in our hearts
When you create
Stories come alive
We are not qualified to sing your name
Sing your name
You, you'll rule for centuries to come
We will not forget your works
Young boy with a dream
Motivated by Da Grin
Mo yi ron ti ojo ti mo ko ko gbo yoruba rapper lo ri beat
I was like ah! who be this?
Wey dey chop beat like beans
Da kai bari yasoosin jikiina ka tashi wa, gave me tools to achieve
My dreams
Now ima rap fella
Da kai daga hausa rap
Tryna to find ways to kaama mataa, life of a hard rapper
But when I listen to Fela
I realize music na power
I realize waka ne abin guda da zei gama mutaanei together
The sound of the horns of hugh masekela
Makes the African in me want to jump out like hellur
Kojo antwi, with the melodies
Lauryn hill, with the energy
And I learnt how to be a bad boy when I listen to Daddy Lumba
Everyday na kai jin su fa
With one heart na kai bin su fa
Hin ka taba jin, wakookin su
Ka san what im talking about
Revolutionary with the voice
Empowering us with the music
Nagoode muku da ababei da ku ka goda mini
I'll make you proud I swear
You, you'll rule for centuries to come
We will not forget your works
Our legends are born and put to work on the count of three
They take their brokenness and shapeshift into artistry
Creating melody that becomes code for your body to move
1,2,3 1,2,3 fitting joy and pain into one groove
Soothing, relatable, sensual, on the beat
I can never run out of words to describe what music makes one feel
So clap, for the feeling of belonging when you heard that song
Clap, when you played it twenty eight times to let go that wrong
Clap clap, when you found God sitting on the fifth note in a singer's line
Clap clap, when the rapper's second verse echoed your sentiments to a T
Clap clap, for the composers, producers, songwriters and artists
Clap clap, for the unnamed and behind the scenes who make music come alive
You, you'll rule for centuries to come
We will not forget your works
You, you'll rule for centuries to come
We will not forget your works
See smiles on our faces
Know that we carry your light
Your art reminds us that a god oo, god oo
Exists somewhere in our hearts
When you create
Stories come alive
We are not qualified to sing your name
Sing your name
You, you'll rule for centuries to come
We will not forget your works
Young boy with a dream
Motivated by Da Grin
Mo yi ron ti ojo ti mo ko ko gbo yoruba rapper lo ri beat
I was like ah! who be this?
Wey dey chop beat like beans
Da kai bari yasoosin jikiina ka tashi wa, gave me tools to achieve
My dreams
Now ima rap fella
Da kai daga hausa rap
Tryna to find ways to kaama mataa, life of a hard rapper
But when I listen to Fela
I realize music na power
I realize waka ne abin guda da zei gama mutaanei together
The sound of the horns of hugh masekela
Makes the African in me want to jump out like hellur
Kojo antwi, with the melodies
Lauryn hill, with the energy
And I learnt how to be a bad boy when I listen to Daddy Lumba
Everyday na kai jin su fa
With one heart na kai bin su fa
Hin ka taba jin, wakookin su
Ka san what im talking about
Revolutionary with the voice
Empowering us with the music
Nagoode muku da ababei da ku ka goda mini
I'll make you proud I swear
You, you'll rule for centuries to come
We will not forget your works
Our legends are born and put to work on the count of three
They take their brokenness and shapeshift into artistry
Creating melody that becomes code for your body to move
1,2,3 1,2,3 fitting joy and pain into one groove
Soothing, relatable, sensual, on the beat
I can never run out of words to describe what music makes one feel
So clap, for the feeling of belonging when you heard that song
Clap, when you played it twenty eight times to let go that wrong
Clap clap, when you found God sitting on the fifth note in a singer's line
Clap clap, when the rapper's second verse echoed your sentiments to a T
Clap clap, for the composers, producers, songwriters and artists
Clap clap, for the unnamed and behind the scenes who make music come alive
You, you'll rule for centuries to come
We will not forget your works
You, you'll rule for centuries to come
We will not forget your works
Credits
Writer(s): Reynolds The Gentleman
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