RUMORS O DEATH!

Buhari is sick, he is too sick;
Is becoming a them funeral.
Buhari died,..is in vegetate;
Is becoming a them funeral.
Gladful o o o, the fools hail;
Buhari died,..is in vegetate;
Aghast at human stupidity;
Wise men..bewildering, but;
Let dem dead bury da dead.
Wise men, unlike the fools;
Clearly, could see, because;
The wise men are livin men.
Let 'em dead bury da dead.
Waste no time on the fools;
Wise men, unlike the fools;
Clearly, could see, because;
The wise men are livin men.
The lighting of whole truth
Makes them the livin men!
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AUTHORITY STEALING!

Stealin everywhere reigns;

Judges collecting a bribe;

He sets free the rich man;

Poor man he sends to jail.

Buhari’s got this job to do;

Clean Nigeria o corruption;

And, me a praying to God;

He does fulfill this mission;

But, to make him a failed;

Is some badasses mission.

Everywhere in the nooks;

Ganging up, they hiss up!

Everywhere ina crannies ;

Ganging up, they hiss up!

Igbo guys, badass makes;

Pollution ever ready tools.

Wake up, igbo my brodas;

No, they say: we will keep;

Building house onna sand.

Forgetting that the stone;

The builder always reject;

Always build a cornerstone.

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JUSTICE NIGERIYYA!

The poor men, forever, would;

Burn thief among themselves.

B’cuz, eesi o’un anf’ogede se,

Ni alede Ijesa o, eye lèejé o!

(In Ijesa land, banana’s useless..

It is the  food for the birds)

It is the rule o’ our law: yeah;

It’s the law o’ our ancestors!

The rich men, forever, would;

Cover thief among themselves.

B’cuz Jacob had robed Esau;

And, God of Israel clapped!

It is the rule o’ our law: yeah;

It’s the law o’ our ancestors!

Barrister Ezeikhoime grooves;

It is the rule o’ our law: yeah;

C’mon, dance to the music!

Barrister Agbakoba grooves;

It is the rule o’ our law: yeah;

C’mon, dance to the music!

Ko-nko below, is a kon below;

Get it on down, down under!

Konko below, is a kon below!

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I AND I ORIGINAL!

IN THE EDEN

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SUMMER 15!

He is kissing me yeah, yeah o!

Ooop yeah, ooops yeah, yeah!

In moonlight, it's a cool game;

Ooop yeah, ooops yeah, yeah!

Our blood, surging like ocean,

Temperature rises....faka-fiki.

Ooop yeah, ooops yeah, yeah!

In hot passionate embra-sing;

Bodies, souls, and spirits hug;

Ooop yeah, ooops yeah, yeah!

Rains inside me, yeah yeah o!

The drizzle's warm and sweet.

It is good to cool temperature;

For the joy o' a child's at hand;

Ooop yeah, ooops yeah, yeah!

He's twerkin me yeah yeah o!

Ooop yeah, ooops yeah, yeah!

Hold ya peace, from the Eden;

He got to go pluck the apple;

Ooop yeah, ooops yeah, yeah!

Ooop yeah, ooops yeah, yeah!

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SOFT DESIRE!

My obona is kere-bu-tete:
Obona is too kerebutete.
Pretty yeah kissful yeah!
Oh yeah she is kerebute!

RAP:
See her curves, c'mon!
Shinning eyes, sexiest!
2 mangoes, l'oke-loke!

My obona is kere-bu-tete:
Obona is too kerebutete.
Pretty yeah kissful yeah!
Oh yeah she is kerebute!

RAP:
Love much, yeah girlie!
Day 'nd night, I dream!
Kissful in kere-bu-tete!

My obona is kere-bu-tete:
Obona is too kerebutete.
Pretty yeah kissful yeah!
Oh yeah she is kerebute!
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TRANSPORTATION:
My girl so gorgeous. In her curves, 2 mangoes upside; and shinning eyes, yes, she's pleasantly!

OUR WORLD!

Bible says: there is a place,

Up inna sky, when we die,

We would go there to rest.

We'd eat, sleep... no work;

Hustling free blissfulness!

Tis place, we all wanna go;

But, we do not wanna die.

Since we'd rather forgone;

Hustling free blissfulness;

This place bible says exist;

Because we all fear death;

Let us, all, heal this world;

A bird, in hand, is worth;

More than nine inna bush;

Let us, all, heal this world;

Let's make it better place;

For everyone, and sundry!

deola(idea fro michael jacko)

FOOLS MENTALOSIS

See, few belles' so full;

But, many are hungry;

Tell the people, come,

Come election's come;

Come out, vote for us!

Thro'in' some crumbs;

Outta da window, sai,

The fools would sing!


See, few belles' so full;

But, many are hungry;

Tell the people, come,

Come election's come;

Come out, kill for us!

Thro'in' some crumbs;

Outta da window, sai,

Zombie would march!


See, few belles' so full;

But, many are hungry;

Come election's come;

Girls 're used 4 rituals!

Splashin blood money;

In a groovy party, and;

Dem fools would hail!

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ENDURING HOPES!

No, Nigeriyans no cry!

Uh, Nigeriyans no cry!

Give into little patient;

Things gon' be alright!

No man eats his cakes;

Yet expects to have it.

Ibaje easily laaso, but,

Take time to build up.

No, Nigeriyans no cry!

Uh, Nigeriyans no cry!

Give into little patient;

Things gon' be alright!

No, Nigeriyans no cry!

O no, no, no fello men;

Uh, Nigeriyans no cry!

Deola < Bob Marley>