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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artwork borrowed

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>

SUBJUGATED NIGERIANA!

Hmm, forever o, they want us;

To be slaves to their children-

Grandchildren great-children!

Make us work, work, o work;

But, lehin apo, we've no esun!


Hmm, forever o, they want us;

To be slaves to their children.

For government to pay #18K;

They say: no greens in coffer.

Could not pay, but $ billions;

They always launder overseas!


Hmm, forever o, they want us;

To be slaves to their children-

Grandchildren great-children!

Make us work, work, o work;

But, lehin apo, we've no esun!


Hmm, forever o, they want us;

To be slaves to their children-

Grandchildren great-children!

Ruling over us on this earth;

Pray to lord o'er us in heaven!


Hmm, forever o, they want us;

To be slaves to their children-

Grandchildren great-children!

Make us work, work, o work;

But, lehin apo, we've no esun!

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BDAY: KSA!

Every time, his music;

Speaks into my heart;

Captivating blissfully!


And, who's that man?

Royal Majesty KSA-

African beats maestro!


Every time, his music;

Raise me up to my feet;

Inna blissful dancing;

Sweet synchro system!


And, who's that man?

Royal Majesty KSA-

African beats maestro!


Every time, his music;

Speaks into my heart;

It is a synchro feeling

Captivating blissfully!


And, who's that man?

Royal Majesty KSA-

African beats maestro!


I'm omo'lokili, o yeah;

I'm original fantastical;

Captivating blissfully!


And, who's that man?

Royal Majesty KSA-

African beats maestro!
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MALE-VIOLENCE!

Mister deranged man;

Would beat his woman;

Until he's famishing;

For the sweet ikokore;

After which, his senses;

Would wake up: ayes!

Dear, I'll buy u a moon.

Oluya, at'ori obo je eje!


Eat-full of ikokore, he;

Shreds the womanhood.

Until he's famishing;

For the sweet mangoes;

After which, his senses;

Would wake up: dear;

You are my lover, oh,

Baby, you are my love;

Only you in this world;

Baby, you are my love..

Oluya, at'ori obo je eje!


Eatfull of the mangoes;

He walks out, returns;

He misplaces his cash.

He suspects his woman;

He resumes beating her;

Until he's famishing;

For the sweetie apple;

After which, his senses;

Would wake up: dear;

Panbobo riboto, baby;

Kawa, bami jo o eh;

Sweetie baby, ololufe...

Oluya, at'ori obo je eje!

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CHRISTENDOM!

Christianity is so changed!

No longer, we are to pray;

The simple Lord's prayer.

Woroworo, with punches;

Speakin' heaven tongues;

We begin command God;

To upturn His Holy Will!


Christianity is so changed!

It keeps on changing still;

The pastor tells his flocks;

Drink gasoline, it is holy;

Go eat grasses, it's a food!


Christianity is so changed!

No longer man's to marry;

Girls no matter prettiness;

Except only she can pray;

Not less than 1 hour time!


Christianity is so changed!

Pastor, with blala in hand,

Call two of his flocks out;

In my kingdom ye dare it;

Go out, you did fornicate.

I'd beat a Hell out of  you;

Halleluja angels will sing!

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(Woroworo means fussing.
Blala means a whip, cane)

DELTACRISIS 9GERIA!

When crocodile tears;

 Lake turns a Red Sea!

 When crocodile smile,

 Orun l'ero aja-lu-bete!

 Aja igbo ngbo n'igbo..

Chai, o ngbo n'igboo!

Eru nba awon iko-ko;

Ninu igbo, won sa're;

Won f'ori so'gi, n'tori;

Ida-giri-giri ibon ode!

Chai, crocodile tears!

Let’s hurry, and pray;

Let’s share the grace!

When crocodile tears;

Lake turns a Red Sea!

When crocodile smile,

Orun l'ero aja-lu-bete!

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DEMOCRAZIOSIS!

E'ryone's fussin' e'rywhere;

E'ryone's fightin' e'rywhere;


Succeeded, de-mo-Crazy;

Have seen guys disunited!


In abduction, in a killing;

No more a brothers love;

Nor da usual sisters love.


Succeeded, de-mo-Crazy;

Have seen guys disunited!

E'ryone's fussin' e'rywhere;

E'ryone's fightin' e'rywhere!



But among legion o fools,

Crying a marginalization,

Some wise have seen this.

Succeeded, de-mo-Crazy;

Would see guys disunited!


Is blackman skin a curse?

No, it's brain redundancy!

Succeeded, de-mo-Crazy;

Have seen guys disunited!

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BATTLE OF SEXES!

Having felt the sweetie tastes;

The man dominion o woman;

In a marriage and gender role;

The man is justifying his role;

Making bible reference point!

Created before you are, yo' re;

Lord God afterwards thought!

Woman can't peepee in bottle;

The man is justifying his role!


The woman is equal to man;

In a marriage and gender role;

From a spiritual slumbering;

Awake, da women are crying;

Subjugation is a real slavery;

Awake, da women are crying;

The woman is equal to man;

In a marriage and gender role.

Man cannot pregnant a baby;

Woman argue her gender role!

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CREATIVE ORDER!

Some people, daily working,

Tries to make this world;

Suitable for all and sundries.

Some people, daily working,

Tries to make this world;

Hellish for all and sundries.

Positive multiplies negative;

Forever, equals negative.

Negative multiplies positive;

Forever, equals negative.

This algebra in our creation,

If I could have a means;

I would tell God to overhaul-

It obfuscates perfection.

Makes God's love conundrum;

It's malodorously insalbrious!

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THE BLACKMAN!

My skin is not a curse!
Yeah, but ya brain is.
You loot fro Africa;
Come o'er to Europe;
Build classic houses;
Back home, ya folk;
Lives in dilapidation!

My skin is not a curse!
Yeah, but ya brain is.
You loot fro Africa;
Come o'er to America;
Holidaying, enjoying;
Back home, ya folk;
Lives in depreciation!

My skin is not a curse!
Yeah, but ya brain is.
You loot fro Africa;
Come o'er to Europe;
Enroll ya children;
Into classic colleges;
Back home, ya folks;
Study in dilapidation!

My skin is not a curse!
Yeah, but ya brain is.
You loot fro Africa;
Come o'er to America;
For a bp checking;
Back home, ya folks;
Die o' malariasisation!

My skin is not a curse;
Alleluia, hail the Lord!

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BE CONQUEROR!

Hmm y'al, my buddies!

Somethin bout this life;

Do not you ever worry;

Never, about one thing.

Thing's gon' be alright;


Everyday me sleeping;

Mornin me a wake up;

From cloud, sun rises;

Dark-ness fades away!

What does that mean?

Thing's gon' be alright!

Tchan t-chan t-chaan...

Underneath the bridge;

Water flowing passes.

Do not you ever worry;

Never, about one thing.

Thing's gon' be alright;


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