YAWA
She said
You know say me no send you papa
Send your mama, send anybody where de send your matter
Cus, everybody get wetin de touch am for im ogor
See everybody get im own for body
You gas to de chest everything for this life, shey na man you be?
Why you de complain say things hard, brother na man you be
You gas to keep am for your belle, till you D.I.E
Nobody send you and your issues, mheen keep that shii in
So now, it's either you give up, or give in
Which ever way, you're still meat
Life go grill you till you dry like kilishi
And if you ever make it out of these streets
Remember life na wish list
It doesn't have to make sense, cus everybody run from yawa!
Yawa
When e come, everybody go gbes, eh
Yawa
Leave am for you, na you go remain, with
Yawa!
Yawa no de play
Yawa no de shame
Yawa go disgrace you cus you sef you need the pain
Yawa knows the pain, yawa knows the gain
Yawa don't discriminate, e de make that shii to rain
Like you could be on the biblical straight and narrow
And still get arrow deep in your marrow, for the hell of it
But it's not for nothing, I get it cracking
I see the cracken
But it too late, I got shii cracking
Like snapping knuckles
What I mean is, I sold my fears, I now live for this shii
What is danger? but another word or verb on these streets
The devil interns, with the miscreants, that walks in this bitch
The difference, between me and you is, I no de ever run from yawa!
Yawa
When e come, everybody go gbes, eh
Yawa
Leave am for you, na you go remain, with
Yawa!
You know say me no send you papa
Send your mama, send anybody where de send your matter
Cus, everybody get wetin de touch am for im ogor
See everybody get im own for body
You gas to de chest everything for this life, shey na man you be?
Why you de complain say things hard, brother na man you be
You gas to keep am for your belle, till you D.I.E
Nobody send you and your issues, mheen keep that shii in
So now, it's either you give up, or give in
Which ever way, you're still meat
Life go grill you till you dry like kilishi
And if you ever make it out of these streets
Remember life na wish list
It doesn't have to make sense, cus everybody run from yawa!
Yawa
When e come, everybody go gbes, eh
Yawa
Leave am for you, na you go remain, with
Yawa!
Yawa no de play
Yawa no de shame
Yawa go disgrace you cus you sef you need the pain
Yawa knows the pain, yawa knows the gain
Yawa don't discriminate, e de make that shii to rain
Like you could be on the biblical straight and narrow
And still get arrow deep in your marrow, for the hell of it
But it's not for nothing, I get it cracking
I see the cracken
But it too late, I got shii cracking
Like snapping knuckles
What I mean is, I sold my fears, I now live for this shii
What is danger? but another word or verb on these streets
The devil interns, with the miscreants, that walks in this bitch
The difference, between me and you is, I no de ever run from yawa!
Yawa
When e come, everybody go gbes, eh
Yawa
Leave am for you, na you go remain, with
Yawa!
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