N-Power
DAMON had to write a song
DAMON went along
With all the revelling, detestable
He did it from the jump
He's a power forward
Pastor's son is balling on the court
He is holy
So the hoop is like the Halo for the son, nuh
Congratulate yourself
You think you won, nuh
You know the headache
That I have just gone through, nuh
So don't be acting
Like you knew me from the one-two, son
If you knew
All the therapy I've been through, through
Fifty fifty's not a partnership for people, it isn't
Black people
Don't let the skin deceive you
The devil creeps in melanin
The skin is evil
Black people
Don't let the skin deceive you
The Coco brown
Becomes the whitest form of evil
Black people
Don't let the skin deceive you
Your immaculate desire
Is to marry and be single, huh?
For all your daughters and sons
Yes Africa, it was the come up
Like the origin of gods
Aphrodisiac is boiling in our veins
That's in our blood
Will you remember the Nyere's or Azikiwe's
Will you remember what it's like
before the Billy Jeans
Yeah
I hope you know I could never go broke
Take it down with a shot of tequila
Kill the pain, hunger quest
Nice to meet ya
I opened up a page of Lily's diary
She ain't a saint
She been writing
All these nasty things about me in a way
That I've been contemplating
Is it vex for her or is it sex, yes
These tactical gymnastics give me stress
Blessed
Even if I throw these swear words like a curse
Durex
The only rubber band that keeps me with my cheques
Tentpoles are telling me one thing
To be a bigger black brother start investing, yeah
If you knew
All the therapy I've been through, through
Fifty fifty's not a partnership for people, it isn't
Black people
Don't let the skin deceive you
The devil creeps in melanin
The skin is evil
Black people
Don't let the skin deceive you
The Coco brown
Becomes the whitest form of evil
Black people
Don't let the skin deceive you
Your immaculate desire
Is to marry and be single uhh
Chaser, chaser, chaser
You chase away the pain
With liquor and a fizzy cola
Aspirations are dead
So you cannot recover
You're pushing twenty times two
Acting like you're younger
Economy is war time
And we're all soldiers
1960, give it up
It wasn't a pledge, give it up
Chaser
DAMON went along
With all the revelling, detestable
He did it from the jump
He's a power forward
Pastor's son is balling on the court
He is holy
So the hoop is like the Halo for the son, nuh
Congratulate yourself
You think you won, nuh
You know the headache
That I have just gone through, nuh
So don't be acting
Like you knew me from the one-two, son
If you knew
All the therapy I've been through, through
Fifty fifty's not a partnership for people, it isn't
Black people
Don't let the skin deceive you
The devil creeps in melanin
The skin is evil
Black people
Don't let the skin deceive you
The Coco brown
Becomes the whitest form of evil
Black people
Don't let the skin deceive you
Your immaculate desire
Is to marry and be single, huh?
For all your daughters and sons
Yes Africa, it was the come up
Like the origin of gods
Aphrodisiac is boiling in our veins
That's in our blood
Will you remember the Nyere's or Azikiwe's
Will you remember what it's like
before the Billy Jeans
Yeah
I hope you know I could never go broke
Take it down with a shot of tequila
Kill the pain, hunger quest
Nice to meet ya
I opened up a page of Lily's diary
She ain't a saint
She been writing
All these nasty things about me in a way
That I've been contemplating
Is it vex for her or is it sex, yes
These tactical gymnastics give me stress
Blessed
Even if I throw these swear words like a curse
Durex
The only rubber band that keeps me with my cheques
Tentpoles are telling me one thing
To be a bigger black brother start investing, yeah
If you knew
All the therapy I've been through, through
Fifty fifty's not a partnership for people, it isn't
Black people
Don't let the skin deceive you
The devil creeps in melanin
The skin is evil
Black people
Don't let the skin deceive you
The Coco brown
Becomes the whitest form of evil
Black people
Don't let the skin deceive you
Your immaculate desire
Is to marry and be single uhh
Chaser, chaser, chaser
You chase away the pain
With liquor and a fizzy cola
Aspirations are dead
So you cannot recover
You're pushing twenty times two
Acting like you're younger
Economy is war time
And we're all soldiers
1960, give it up
It wasn't a pledge, give it up
Chaser
Credits
Writer(s): Ifechukwu Akindele
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