Flavour – To Be A Man Lyrics

Nwanne ata go m afufu
Nwanne ata go m something eh
I don suffer
Kedu ihe bu nke a?
A fughi onye a ko
Nwanne o buru obere ihe

Dede mu o Oyolima

To be a man, To be a man is not a day’s job
Yeh yeh yeh, na so e be
To be a man, to be a man is not a day’s job
Yeh yeh yeh, na so e be

Nwoke na ihe Nwoke toro, o chere ibe ya
Nwoke ga-akpata ego
Ga- eto pu mma nwoke
Nwoke ga-alu nwaanyi
O ga ene mama ya anya
Lee papa ya anya
Wee lekwa umunne ya (chai)
Zuo kwa umu nke ya
Tinye kwara ndi ogo ya (o ka omee)
Plus girlfriend
Ihe nwoke na-ahu, o ri ka (O ka lia)
A puta m uwa ozo, Chukwu Olisa kekwa mu nwoke

To be a man, To be a man is not a day’s job
Yeh yeh yeh, na so e be
To be a man, to be a man is not a day’s job
Yeh yeh yeh, na so e be

I came to visit my friend
They say e no dey
I ask them where he go
E go hustle for Ghana
Na be Kuffour, nwanne jebe be Kuffour
I see my friend
Onwe buru na o koro eko
M wee si ya
“Nwanne kedu ihe na-eme gi?”
O si m asa mia mia
Ya na odo y’ewu
O bia me inko
Ya na odom inside

Nwoke na ife Oyi m nwoke biaru Ghana ko
Ne Flavour n’abania
Oje mbe enweghi ilo

I makwa na guys no na China
I makwa na guys no n’Amerika
I makwa na men no na London
Ihe niile, nwoke nwoke

To be a man, To be a man is not a day’s job
Yeh yeh yeh, na so e be
To be a man, to be a man is not a day’s job
Yeh yeh yeh, na so e be

I puta n’ogbo
I ga-ahu na nwoke n’ahu ji
Uzo e ji akpata ego
Nwanne I ma na ego di n’ogbu
I ji ukwu Emeka Offor
O ga agwa gi ihe a na-aru
I ji ukwu Okwuokalisia
O ga agwa gi ihe a na-aru

Maka na guys no n’Alaba
Obaino Music na Ahbu
Men no n’Aba
Ogbuata one n’Alia lia
I bata Enugwu
Onyeeze Ben Uwalukwu
Odinaka, ezi onyi mu Uganda married man

I makwa na guys no na Togo
I makwa na men no na Congo
I makwa na guys no na Europe (n’achu ya)
I makwa na men no na Canada
Guys no Malaysia
Guys no Brazil
Onye o bula na adoga adoga
Ihe niile, nwoke nwoke

To be a man, To be a man is not a day’s job
Yeh yeh yeh, na so e be
To be a man, to be a man is not a day’s job
Yeh yeh yeh, na so e be

Odo yewu
Odo minko
Heyyyo Heyyoo oh oh
Yeh yeh yeh
Yeh yeh yeh
Yeh yeh yeh

BROCKHAMPTON – QUEER lyrics

[Verse 1: Matt Champion]
Skinny boy, skinny boy, where your muscles at?
Used to walk to work, eight hours, take the bus back
Ain’t no time to stop, ain’t no time for vacation
Y’all all want my spot ’cause you know that I am A1
All these pretty girls, they come runnin’ to our faces
I could do without, I could move without, I could do myself
I get in a rut, I feel depressed, I bang on my chest
I say fuck ’em all ’til I’m dead

[Verse 2: Merlyn Wood]
First off, fuck Dolce & Gabbana
Racist mothersuckers tryna be my pana
Put that on me auntie and me mama
Grab the Ghost then I go right back to Ghana
I came back again, with the platinum
To the continent, I came back again
I came back again, with the platinum
To the continent, I came back again

[Pre-Chorus: Matt Champion & Kevin Abstract]
Don’t go runnin’ your mouth
Don’t go runnin’ your mouth (Watch your lip, baby)
Don’t go runnin’ your mouth
Don’t go runnin’ your mouth (W-w-watch your lip, baby)
Don’t go runnin’ your mouth
Don’t go runnin’ your mouth (Watch your lip, baby)
Don’t go runnin’ your mouth
Don’t go runnin’ your mouth (W-w-watch your lip, baby)

[Chorus: Kevin Abstract & Ryan Beatty]
And Waco is far away, I don’t even mind
As long as you stay right here, right next to my side
And Waco is far away, I don’t even mind
As long as you stay right here, right next to my side

[Verse 3: Dom McLennon]
Got a lot of things to say that I could never finish
Told my mama, “I’ll be back, just gotta kill another mission”
Gimme thirty seconds and I’ll make off with a billion
Every verse a heist for all your underlying feelings
Got canaries on the window, smell like roses on the ceiling
Oh what a–, oh what a–, oh, how appealing
Candy paint revealing all that bullshit you concealing
Fuck what you been hearing, I’m everything they fearing
I’m black and smart and sexy, universally appealing
Genius what I’m dealing, something they ain’t stealing
They prohibited the potents, might give you cirrhosis
Spaceship doing donuts, it’s written I’m the POTUS
I’m focused

[Pre-Chorus: Matt Champion & Kevin Abstract]
Don’t go runnin’ your mouth
Don’t go runnin’ your mouth (Watch your lip, baby)
Don’t go runnin’ your mouth
Don’t go runnin’ your mouth (W-w-watch your lip, baby)
Don’t go runnin’ your mouth
Don’t go runnin’ your mouth (Watch your lip, baby)
Don’t go runnin’ your mouth
Don’t go runnin’ your mouth (W-w-watch your lip, baby)

[Chorus: Kevin Abstract & Ryan Beatty]
And Waco is far away, I don’t even mind
As long as you stay right here, right next to my side
And Waco is far away, I don’t even mind
As long as you stay right here, right next to my side

[Verse 4: Ameer Vann]
Barre Baby, spilled syrup on my big wheel
You could call me lil nigga with the big crib
My lifestyle still the same, just a face lift
Silly niggas got me running outta patience
My whole life slowly turned into a daydream
I hit the bank with a smile on my face, man
Pretty women always pullin’ at my waistband
Used to get arrested, all I get is checks now

[Chorus: Kevin Abstract & Ryan Beatty]
And Waco is far away, I don’t even mind
As long as you stay right here, right next to my side
And Waco is far away, I don’t even mind
As long as you stay right here, right next to my side
And Waco is far away, I don’t even mind
As long as you stay right here, right next to my side
And Waco is far away, I don’t even mind
As long as you stay right here, right next to my side

BROCKHAMPTON – SWAMP lyrics

[Video Intro: Ameer Vann & Robert Ontenient]
I could be here all day. You’re gonna tell me what I need to know. You’re gonna tell me. Are you gonna tell me? Come on, spit it out…
Me Ilamo Roberto y este es el camino al éxito.

[Hook: Kevin Abstract & Matt Champion]
Fucking commas up from the outside
From the outside, from the outside
Fu-fucking dollars up from the outside
From the outside, from the outside
They been talkin’ down on me (huh) what ya say?
They been talkin’ down on me (huh) what ya say?
They been talkin’ down on me (huh) what ya say?
They been talkin’ down on me (huh) what ya say?

[Verse 1: Ameer Vann]
My daddy taught me how to sell dope
Turn grams into elbows
Light it up when the L rolled
Black mask, used to kick doors
Wasn’t no bullets in the guns though
Niggas still never argued
Raid the house like the task force
Me and my niggas like drug dogs
Find the dope then we take off
Fuck my girl with my chain on
Then she tatted my name on it
Yellowstone, I was raised on it
Actavis in my baby bottle
Baby stroller was an Impala
Niggas like to talk down on me
When I see ’em, I don’t hear about it

[Hook: Kevin Abstract & Matt Champion]
Fucking commas up from the outside
From the outside, from the outside
Fu-fucking dollars up from the outside
From the outside, from the outside
They been talkin’ down on me (huh) what ya say?
They been talkin’ down on me (huh) what ya say?
They been talkin’ down on me (huh) what ya say?
They been talkin’ down on me (huh) what ya say?

[Verse 2: Merlyn Wood]
Never would’ve met my friends if not for satellites
Yeah, I’ll cuff her even if she do not suck me right
Always planned to be a rapper when I failed at life
Luckily professor failed me at the proper time
Shh-shh, shh, I say “please” all the time, bitch
Shh-shh, shh, I like white collar crime, bitch
Shh-shh, shh, money digital broke and
Shh-shh, shh, Ghana prince in your messages

[Verse 3: Dom McLennon]
I know you hate me for leavin’
Then let’s go crazy together
When I tell ya all the things that I’m thinking
Just so that we could get better
But you wanna put my heart on the stretcher
I don’t got insurance for this pressure
Wanna find the benefits, I can’t measure
Trying not to run out on my temper
I can see the ash and the ember
That was made from emotional texture
I don’t know why I took this endeavor
Don’t identify with oppressors
Don’t identify with surrender
All of my old friends fair-weather
Gotta treat my heart like a treasure
‘Cause all I know is no one else will

[Hook: Kevin Abstract & Matt Champion]
Fucking commas up from the outside
From the outside, from the outside
Fu-fucking dollars up from the outside
From the outside, from the outside
They been talkin’ down on me (huh) what ya say?
They been talkin’ down on me (huh) what ya say?
They been talkin’ down on me (huh) what ya say?
They been talkin’ down on me (huh) what ya say?

[Verse 4: JOBA]
You do not know me, don’t speak of my homies, you are a phony
Quit pinnin’ shit on me, you gon’ bring out the old me
You don’t wanna know what I wanna do when y’all talk down on my name
I don’t wanna see you in the street ’cause I might catch a case
People smile when they face to face (woo, woo, woo!)
Then turn their back and switch up words you say (ah, ah, ah!)
Running to the papers everyday (woo, woo, woo!)
I’m running to the paper anyway (ah, ah, ah!)

[Hook: Kevin Abstract & Matt Champion]
Fucking commas up from the outside
From the outside, from the outside
Fu-fucking dollars up from the outside
From the outside, from the outside
They been talkin’ down on me (huh) what ya say?
They been talkin’ down on me (huh) what ya say?
They been talkin’ down on me (huh) what ya say?
They been talkin’ down on me (huh) what ya say?

British Council Residential Story Making West Africa workshop 2018 (Fully Funded)


Application Deadline: February 21st 2018


British Council in collaboration with the
African Storybook Initiative invites writers and illustrators to participate in a
residential workshop for the production of mother-tongue based multilingual storybooks. The workshop is a component of the broader Story Making West Africa project which aims to promote the arts, education and mother-tongue based multilingual education in Sub-Saharan Africa.
Story Making West Africa workshop pilots an initiative to create stories in indigenous languages and is an opportunity for individual West African writers and illustrators to contribute to the production of these storybooks at any African Storybook reading level, in indigenous languages and English.
Workshop Output 1: Up to 20 draft story manuscripts with ten manuscripts selected for publishing. Each manuscript will consist of 12-page stories in at least two languages (an indigenous African language and English).
Workshop Output 2: Illustrators draw and colour five sets of illustrations (that is, five story manuscripts).

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WORKSHOP DETAILS
The 5-day workshop will bring together participants in Abuja, Nigeria from 12 to 16 March 2018 from Nigeria, Senegal, Sierra Leone and Ghana and will be facilitated by trainers from the African Storybook initiative. The workshop will be fully funded by the British Council inclusive of travel, accommodation and a small stipend as per diems.

SELECTION CRITERIA
Applications will be evaluated against the following criteria:

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HOW TO APPLY
Interested writers and illustrators must be a resident of any West Africa country living and working in Nigeria, Ghana, Senegal or Sierra Leone; and are required to complete the online application meeting the criteria above using this link https://goo.gl/T8eFfa by midnight 21 February 2018

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Please note:
Only successful applicants will be contacted by 1st March 2018
Selected participants must be available to travel for the workshop from 11th to 17th March 2018 and must be able to get a short term insurance to cover their stay in Nigeria
Illustrators will be expected to attend the workshop with a laptop installed with their preferred illustration software.

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“I see Ghana mourning in tears again & it was Shatta Wale” – Ghanaian Prophet says Shatta Wale will die soon, Shatta Wale Angrily Reacts

Just few days after the death of popular Ghanaian singer, Ebony Reigns, a Ghanaian prophet, identified as Cosmos Walker Affran, has stirred up controversies in the country again after he claimed in a prophecy that one of the country’s top singers, Shatta Wale, is close to meeting his death. Recall that it was revealed recently that Ebony Reigns knew about her own death as it was prophesied to her last year a Ghanaian prophet, and fans took to their social pages to call out the prophet. Now, another prophet is at it again.

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Cosmos Walker Affran is the leader of Cosmos Ministries, took to his Facebook page some hours ago to state that the country should be in prayer mood as he saw them mourning one of their super stars, Shatta Wale.

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He wrote:

Ghana should pray, I see a national mourning again the whole nation was in tears and this time is Ghanaian singer “Shatta wale”, and it is very close “death” . ” Thou saith the Lord ” prophecy by Prophet-Cosmos Walker Affran.

Cosmos also claimed her fore-saw the death of singer, Ebony Reigns;

Well, his post had some of the singer’s fans tagging him and apparently after seeing this, he got angry and made threats that if he doesn’t die by December, he’s going to burn down churches in the country.

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Shatta is quite serious in carrying out his plans… well, unless according to him, he gets a presidential plea……

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Tekno – Anyhow Lyrics ft OG x Flimzy x Selebobo

Tekno – Anyhow Lyrics ft OG x Flimzy x Selebobo

Yaei
Yea
yissh
You know what time it is
Shii
Ugh ugh ugh
Say man say we never go Ghana
Say na em sing all the bangers
Say na em get the banku
Wey dey make all the girls to dey ginger
For many years we dey dance Azonto
Mehn, back then, that shii was the koko
Why you come dey form Odumodu
Guy man just live life simple
Because if you do anyhow (If you do anyhow)
You go see anyhow (You go see anyhow)
I say if you do anyhow (If you do anyhow)
You go see anyhow (You go see anyhow)
My Ni-ga if you do anyhow (If you do anyhow)
You go see anyhow (You go see anyhow)

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Tekno – Anyhow Lyrics ft OG x Flimzy x Selebobo

Vic Mensa – We Could Be Free

[Intro]
We could be free
If we only knew we were slaves to the pains of each other
One thing I believe I could learn
To see my enemy as my brother
Then we could be free, truly
And love could wash away our sorrows
I’m not afraid to bleed
If it means, we’ll make them better today not tomorrow

[Verse 1]
One day I dream of telling my momma
"You ain’t gotta work no more"
Same for my father, born in Ghana, down on that dirt road floor
As far as he came I can’t complain, but pain is so subjective
Spend so much time countin’ issues, I forget to count
My blessings
Watch my cousins back at home, getting water out a well
While I watch my brother stacking stone, whippin’ water by the scale
Tryna’ get a mill’ on the other side
They ain’t got a meal, we don’t recognize we in heaven
So we think we live in hell
It’s been getting kinda hard to tell
But

[Bridge]
Sometimes I wake up and I look up at the sky
Asking why I’m alive when the realest niggas died
And my pride won’t let me give up, lord as hard as I try
In those times I try to remember

[Hook]
That we could be free
If we only knew we were slaves to the pains of each other
One day, I believe I’d learn
To see my enemy as my brother
Then we could be free, truly
And love could wash away our sorrows
I’m not afraid to bleed
If it means, we’ll make them better today not tomorrow

[Verse 2]
I don’t want to wait for the afterlife
I don’t want a vigil by candle light
I don’t want to be the new sacrifice
I don’t want to turn into a poltergeist
Be a ghost at night full of broken dreams
Momma cryin’ at an open casket
Cold as ice in a suit, 3 piece
All dressed up for Sunday masses
Pastor said put faith in God
But faith alone can’t make things right
Who the fuck is you to patronize
Somebody’s son whose daddy died?
Why they flood Baton Rouge?
Why the city singing Alton’s blues?
Why, why, why, why?
I feel like Jadakiss every time I watch the news
What the fuck I got to lose?
So I’m down to bleed if it means things improve
You fools, saying "all lives matter"
But it’s black lives you refuse include
Blocked from the polls
Locked in the hood, trying to stop you from voting and stop you from growing
And cops keep blowing and blowing
Keep black people locked into cotton
They don’t want you to own, but

[Bridge]
Sometimes I wake up and I look up in the sky
Asking why I survived all the days that I could have died
Who am I in my place
To contemplate suicide?
In those times I try to remember

[Hook]
That we could be free, truly
If we’d only knew we were slaves to the pains of each other
But I believe I’d learn
To see my enemy as my brother
Then we could be free, you and me
And we could wash away our sorrows
I’m not afraid to bleed, if it means
We’ll make them better today not tomorrow

[Outro: Ty Dolla $ign and Vic Mensa]
Love (love)
Love (love)
To love my enemy as my brother
(yeah yeah yeah)
Make my enemy my brother
Woah, oh, oh, oh
Enemy my brother

Vic Mensa – We Could Be Free (On The Late Show) (Live)

[Intro]
We could be free
If we only knew we were slaves to the pains of each other
One thing I believe I could learn
To see my enemy as my brother
Then we could be free, truly
And love could wash away our sorrows
I’m not afraid to bleed
If it means, we’ll make them better today not tomorrow

[Verse 1]
One day I dream of telling my momma
"You ain’t gotta work no more"
Same for my father, born in Ghana, down on that dirt road floor
As far as he came I can’t complain, but pain is so subjective
Spend so much time countin’ issues, I forget to count
My blessings
Watch my cousins back at home, getting water out a well
While I watch my brother stacking stone, whippin’ water by the scale
Tryna’ get a mill’ on the other side
They ain’t got a meal, we don’t recognize we in heaven
So we think we live in hell
It’s been getting kinda hard to tell
But

[Bridge]
Sometimes I wake up and I look up at the sky
Asking why I’m alive when the realest niggas died
And my pride won’t let me give up, lord as hard as I try
In those times I try to remember

[Hook]
That we could be free
If we only knew we were slaves to the pains of each other
One day, I believe I’d learn
To see my enemy as my brother
Then we could be free, truly
And love could wash away our sorrows
I’m not afraid to bleed
If it means, we’ll make them better today not tomorrow

[Verse 2]
I don’t want to wait for the afterlife
I don’t want a vigil by candle light
I don’t want to be the new sacrifice
I don’t want to turn into a poltergeist
Be a ghost at night full of broken dreams
Momma cryin’ at an open casket
Cold as ice in a suit, 3 piece
All dressed up for Sunday masses
Pastor said put faith in God
But faith alone can’t make things right
Who the fuck is you to patronize
Somebody’s son whose daddy died?
Why they flood Baton Rouge?
Why the city singing Alton’s blues?
Why, why, why, why?
I feel like Jadakiss every time I watch the news
What the fuck I got to lose?
So I’m down to bleed if it means things improve
You fools, saying "all lives matter"
But it’s black lives you refuse include
Blocked from the polls
Locked in the hood, trying to stop you from voting and stop you from growing
And cops keep blowing and blowing
Keep black people locked into cotton
They don’t want you to own, but

[Bridge]
Sometimes I wake up and I look up in the sky
Asking why I survived all the days that I could have died
Who am I in my place
To contemplate suicide?
In those times I try to remember

[Hook]
That we could be free, truly
If we’d only knew we were slaves to the pains of each other
But I believe I’d learn
To see my enemy as my brother
Then we could be free, you and me
And we could wash away our sorrows
I’m not afraid to bleed, if it means
We’ll make them better today not tomorrow

[Outro: Ty Dolla $ign and Vic Mensa]
Love (love)
Love (love)
To love my enemy as my brother
(yeah yeah yeah)
Make my enemy my brother
Woah, oh, oh, oh
Enemy my brother

Chronixx Building Schools In Jamaica and Ghana


Chronixx is using his own resources and his star power for a worthy cause.

The reggae singer announced on Instagram this week that he is building a school in Ghana and refurbishing another school in his homeland Jamaica. “We are now working with some of our elders of the Rastafari community and sisters like [Donisha] to make this into a possibility by JULY 2018,” he wrote.

Chronixx will be teaming up with Chakabars and Fuzeodg to raise $500,000 for the cause. “I’m teaming up with @chakabars and @fuseodg to raise $500,000,” he added. “We are building a school in #Ghana and launch a major refurbishing project at our Haile Selassie High School here in #payneland #jamaica. We are now working with some of our elders of the Rastafari community and sisters like @iamdonisha to make this into a possibility by JULY 2018. Visit @chakabars ig for more details…and stay tuned as we engage ourselves deeper into this noble initiative. All people within our global Rastafari and cultural community…Mek wi build some school…all a mi artiste and athlete and creative bredrin dem worldwide. Half a mil. #WeWillRiseTogether.”

You can contribute to the funds at Gofundme.com here. So far they have raised over 12,000 pounds.

Swipe left I’m teaming up with @chakabars and @fuseodg to raise $500,000. We are building a school in #Ghana and launch a major refurbishing project at our Haile Selassie High School here in #payneland #jamaica. We are now working with some of our elders of the Rastafari community and sisters like @iamdonisha to make this into a possibility by JULY 2018. Visit @chakabars ig for more details…and stay tuned as we engage ourselves deeper into this noble initiative. All people within our global Rastafari and cultural community…Mek wi build some school…all a mi artiste and athlete and creative bredrin dem worldwide. Half a mil. #WeWillRiseTogether

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Vic Mensa – We Could Be Free (On BBC Radio 1’s Piano Sessions) (Live)

[Intro]
We could be free
If we only knew we were slaves to the pains of each other
One thing I believe I could learn
To see my enemy as my brother
Then we could be free, truly
And love could wash away our sorrows
I’m not afraid to bleed
If it means, we’ll make them better today not tomorrow

[Verse 1]
One day I dream of telling my momma
"You ain’t gotta work no more"
Same for my father, born in Ghana, down on that dirt road floor
As far as he came I can’t complain, but pain is so subjective
Spend so much time countin’ issues, I forget to count
My blessings
Watch my cousins back at home, getting water out a well
While I watch my brother stacking stone, whippin’ water by the scale
Tryna’ get a mill’ on the other side
They ain’t got a meal, we don’t recognize we in heaven
So we think we live in hell
It’s been getting kinda hard to tell
But

[Bridge]
Sometimes I wake up and I look up at the sky
Asking why I’m alive when the realest niggas died
And my pride won’t let me give up, lord as hard as I try
In those times I try to remember

[Hook]
That we could be free
If we only knew we were slaves to the pains of each other
One day, I believe I’d learn
To see my enemy as my brother
Then we could be free, truly
And love could wash away our sorrows
I’m not afraid to bleed
If it means, we’ll make them better today not tomorrow

[Verse 2]
I don’t want to wait for the afterlife
I don’t want a vigil by candle light
I don’t want to be the new sacrifice
I don’t want to turn into a poltergeist
Be a ghost at night full of broken dreams
Momma cryin’ at an open casket
Cold as ice in a suit, 3 piece
All dressed up for Sunday masses
Pastor said put faith in God
But faith alone can’t make things right
Who the fuck is you to patronize
Somebody’s son whose daddy died?
Why they flood Baton Rouge?
Why the city singing Alton’s blues?
Why, why, why, why?
I feel like Jadakiss every time I watch the news
What the fuck I got to lose?
So I’m down to bleed if it means things improve
You fools, saying "all lives matter"
But it’s black lives you refuse include
Blocked from the polls
Locked in the hood, trying to stop you from voting and stop you from growing
And cops keep blowing and blowing
Keep black people locked into cotton
They don’t want you to own, but

[Bridge]
Sometimes I wake up and I look up in the sky
Asking why I survived all the days that I could have died
Who am I in my place
To contemplate suicide?
In those times I try to remember

[Hook]
That we could be free, truly
If we’d only knew we were slaves to the pains of each other
But I believe I’d learn
To see my enemy as my brother
Then we could be free, you and me
And we could wash away our sorrows
I’m not afraid to bleed, if it means
We’ll make them better today not tomorrow

[Outro: Ty Dolla $ign and Vic Mensa]
Love (love)
Love (love)
To love my enemy as my brother
(yeah yeah yeah)
Make my enemy my brother
Woah, oh, oh, oh
Enemy my brother

SWAMP

Lyrics to ‘SWAMP’ by Brockhampton:

–Video Intro: Ameer Vann & Robert Ontenient–
I could be here all day. You’re gonna tell me what I need to know. You’re gonna tell me. Are you gonna tell me? Come on, spit it out
Me Ilamo Roberto y este es el camino al éxito.

–Hook: Kevin Abstract & Matt Champion–
Fucking commas up from the outside, from the outside, from the outside
Fu- fucking dollas up from the outside, from the outside, from the outside
They been talkin’ down on me, (huh) what ya say?
They been talkin’ down on me, (huh) what ya say?
They been talkin’ down on me, (huh) what ya say?
They been talkin’ down on me, (huh) what ya say?

–Verse 1: Ameer Vann–
My daddy taught me how to sell dope, turn grams into elbows
Light it up when the L rolled, black man used to kick doors
Wadn’t no bullets in the guns though, niggas still never argue
Raid the house like the task force, me and my niggas like drug dogs
Find the dope and we take off, fuck my girl with my chain on
Bitch, you tatted my name on it, Yellowstone I was raised on it
Actavis in my baby bottle, baby stroller was an Impala
Niggas like to talk down on me, when I see ’em I don’t hear about it

–Hook: Kevin Abstract & Matt Champion–
Fucking commas up from the outside, from the outside, from the outside
Fu- fucking dollas up from the outside, from the outside, from the outside
They been talkin’ down on me, (huh) what ya say?
They been talkin’ down on me, (huh) what ya say?
They been talkin’ down on me, (huh) what ya say?
They been talkin’ down on me, (huh) what ya say?

–Verse 2: Merlyn Wood–
Never would’ve have met my friends if not for satellites
Yeah I’ll cuff her even if she do not suck me right
Always planned to be a rapper when I failed at life
Luckily professor failed me at the proper time
Chh-chh, chh, I say please all the time, bitch
Chh-chh, chh, I like white collar crime, bitch
Chh-chh, chh, money digital broke and
Chh-chh, chh, Ghana prince in your messages

–Verse 3: Dom McLennon–
My daddy hate me for leavin’ then lets go crazy together
When I tell ya all the things that I’m thinking so that we could get better
But you wanna put my heart on the stretcher
I don’t got insurance for this pressure
Wanna find the benefits, I can’t measure
Try not to run out on my temper
I can see the ash and the ember
That was made from emotional texture
I don’t know why I took this endeavor
Non-identified with our presence
Non-identified we’ll surrender
All of my old friends fair-weather
Gotta treat my heart like a treasure, ’cause all I know is no one else will

–Hook: Kevin Abstract & Matt Champion–
Fucking commas up from the outside, from the outside, from the outside
Fu- fucking dollas up from the outside, from the outside, from the outside
They been talkin’ down on me, (huh) what ya say?
They been talkin’ down on me, (huh) what ya say?
They been talkin’ down on me, (huh) what ya say?
They been talkin’ down on me, (huh) what ya say?

–Verse 4: Joba–
You do not know me
Don’t speak of my homies
You are a phony
Quit pinning shit on me
You gon’ bring out the old me
You don’t wanna know what I wanna do when y’all talk down on my name
I don’t wanna see you in the street ’cause I might catch a case
People smile when they face to face (woo, woo, woo!)
Then turn their back and switch up words you say (ah, ah, ah!)
Running to the papers everyday (woo, woo, woo!)
I’m running to the paper anyway (ah, ah, ah!)

–Hook: Kevin Abstract & Matt Champion–
Fucking commas up from the outside, from the outside, from the outside
Fu- fucking dollas up from the outside, from the outside, from the outside
They been talkin’ down on me, (huh) what ya say?
They been talkin’ down on me, (huh) what ya say?
They been talkin’ down on me, (huh) what ya say?
They been talkin’ down on me, (huh) what ya say?
Down

Swamp – Brockhampton lyrics

Lyrics Brockhampton – Swamp

I could be here all day. You’re gonna tell me what I need to know. You’re gonna tell me. Are you gonna tell me? Come on, spit it out
Me Ilamo Roberto y este es el camino al éxito.(swamp)

F*cking commas up from the outside, from the outside, from the outside
F*cking dollas up from the outside, from the outside, from the outside
They been talkin’ down on me, (huh) what ya say?
They been talkin’ down on me, (huh) what ya say?
They been talkin’ down on me, (huh) what ya say?
They been talkin’ down on me, (huh) what ya say?.

My daddy taught me how to sell dope, turn grams into elbows
Light it up when the L rolled, black man used to kick doors
Window bullets in the guns though, niggas still never argue
Raid the house like the task force, me and my niggas like drug dogs
Find the dope and we take off, f**k my girl with my chain on
b*tch, you tatted my name on it, yellow stone I was raised on it
Activis in my baby bottle, baby stroller was an Impala
Niggas like to talk down on me, when I see ’em I don’t hear about it.

F*cking commas up from the outside, from the outside, from the outside
F*cking dollas up from the outside, from the outside, from the outside
They been talkin’ down on me, (huh) what ya say?
They been talkin’ down on me, (huh) what ya say?
They been talkin’ down on me, (huh) what ya say?
They been talkin’ down on me, (huh) what ya say?.

Never would’ve have met my friends if not for satellites
Yeah I’ll cuff her even if she do not suck me right
Always planned to be a rapper when I failed at life
Luckily professor failed me at the proper time
Chh-chh, chh, I say please all the time, b*tch
Chh-chh, chh, I like white collar crime, b*tch
Chh-chh, chh, money digital broke and
Chh-chh, chh, Ghana prince in your messages.

My daddy hate me for leavin’ then lets go crazy together
When I tell ya all the things that I’m thinking so that we could get better
But you wanna put my heart on the stretcher
I don’t got insurance for this pressure
Wanna find the benefits, I can’t measure
Try not to run out on my temper
I can see the ash and the ember
That was made from emotional texture
I don’t know why I took this endeavor
Non-identified with our presence
Non-identified we’ll surrender
All of my old friends fair-weather
Gotta treat my heart like a treasure, ’cause all I know is no one else will.

F*cking commas up from the outside, from the outside, from the outside
F*cking dollas up from the outside, from the outside, from the outside
They been talkin’ down on me, (huh) what ya say?
They been talkin’ down on me, (huh) what ya say?
They been talkin’ down on me, (huh) what ya say?
They been talkin’ down on me, (huh) what ya say?.

You do not know me
Don’t speak of my homies
You are a phony
Versuri-lyrics.info
Quit pinning s**t on me
You gon’ bring out the old me
You don’t wanna know what I wanna do when y’all talk down on my name
I don’t wanna see you in the street ’cause I might catch a case
People smile when they face to face (woo, woo, woo!)
Then turn their back and switch up words you say (ah, ah, ah!)
Running to the papers everyday (woo, woo, woo!)
I’m running to the paper anyway (ah, ah, ah!)(swamp)

F*cking commas up from the outside, from the outside, from the outside
F*cking dollas up from the outside, from the outside, from the outside
They been talkin’ down on me, (huh) what ya say?
They been talkin’ down on me, (huh) what ya say?
They been talkin’ down on me, (huh) what ya say?
They been talkin’ down on me, (huh) what ya say?.
Downnn.(swamp)
Brockhamton lyrics
Video Brockhampton

Vic Mensa – We Could Be Free (At Vevo) (Live)

[Intro]
We could be free
If we only knew we were slaves to the pains of each other
One thing I believe I could learn
To see my enemy as my brother
Then we could be free, truly
And love could wash away our sorrows
I’m not afraid to bleed
If it means, we’ll make them better today not tomorrow

[Verse 1]
One day I dream of telling my momma
"You ain’t gotta work no more"
Same for my father, born in Ghana, down on that dirt road floor
As far as he came I can’t complain, but pain is so subjective
Spend so much time countin’ issues, I forget to count
My blessings
Watch my cousins back at home, getting water out a well
While I watch my brother stacking stone, whippin’ water by the scale
Tryna’ get a mill’ on the other side
They ain’t got a meal, we don’t recognize we in heaven
So we think we live in hell
It’s been getting kinda hard to tell
But

[Bridge]
Sometimes I wake up and I look up at the sky
Asking why I’m alive when the realest niggas died
And my pride won’t let me give up, lord as hard as I try
In those times I try to remember

[Hook]
That we could be free
If we only knew we were slaves to the pains of each other
One day, I believe I’d learn
To see my enemy as my brother
Then we could be free, truly
And love could wash away our sorrows
I’m not afraid to bleed
If it means, we’ll make them better today not tomorrow

[Verse 2]
I don’t want to wait for the afterlife
I don’t want a vigil by candle light
I don’t want to be the new sacrifice
I don’t want to turn into a poltergeist
Be a ghost at night full of broken dreams
Momma cryin’ at an open casket
Cold as ice in a suit, 3 piece
All dressed up for Sunday masses
Pastor said put faith in God
But faith alone can’t make things right
Who the fuck is you to patronize
Somebody’s son whose daddy died?
Why they flood Baton Rouge?
Why the city singing Alton’s blues?
Why, why, why, why?
I feel like Jadakiss every time I watch the news
What the fuck I got to lose?
So I’m down to bleed if it means things improve
You fools, saying "all lives matter"
But it’s black lives you refuse include
Blocked from the polls
Locked in the hood, trying to stop you from voting and stop you from growing
And cops keep blowing and blowing
Keep black people locked into cotton
They don’t want you to own, but

[Bridge]
Sometimes I wake up and I look up in the sky
Asking why I survived all the days that I could have died
Who am I in my place
To contemplate suicide?
In those times I try to remember

[Hook]
That we could be free, truly
If we’d only knew we were slaves to the pains of each other
But I believe I’d learn
To see my enemy as my brother
Then we could be free, you and me
And we could wash away our sorrows
I’m not afraid to bleed, if it means
We’ll make them better today not tomorrow

[Outro: Ty Dolla $ign and Vic Mensa]
Love (love)
Love (love)
To love my enemy as my brother
(yeah yeah yeah)
Make my enemy my brother
Woah, oh, oh, oh
Enemy my brother

Gafiligadoki Award 2017 Nominees

Full List Of Nominees For Gafiligadoki Award 2017All is now set for one of the most prestigious TV shows in Nigeria and Magazine, GA FILI GA DOKI TV and Magazine to finally unveil its much anticipated new logo for its TV show and magazine and award night. The company which helps to showcase personalities from the industry also celebrates hardworking Nigerians who have excelled in their professional careers.  According to the organiser, who doubles as an artiste and comedian, MC Terry, he said the event would be celebrating prestigious Nigerians who have contributed in different ways to their communities and the country at large. He further pointed out that the “3 in 1″event would be first of its kind in the City of Abuja which holds this Sunday, 2017 at popular Sandralia Hotel, Abuja.                  “The event will start by 5:30pm.
I want people to come and experience the best of our African culture. Gafiligadoki Communication are the organisers of the Award Night, and the official unveiling of the Logo for Gafiligadoki. The event is strictly by invitation.” Terry explained. Those to be honoured are Engr Habu Gumel (President, National Olympics Committee) Gafiligadoki Sports Administrator per Excellence,  2017; Channels TV: Gafiligadoki TV Of The Year 2017; Hajiya (Dr) Ramatu  Tijjani Aliyu (National Woman Leader, APC) As  Gafiligadoki Humanitarian Service Provider/Agent For Change 2017; Anthony Ada Abraham, leadership Entertainment and Tourism Editor , (Agent of positive Change in Entertainment , 2017), Rachel Bakam, As Most Friendly/Supportive  Personality Of The Year 2017; Mazi Nedu Romeo As Agent For Positive Change in  Entertainment  2017; Amaka Fresh  (Hot Fm) (Most Adorable Voice On Radio 2017, Nero Adaka, AIT; Most Outstanding  Entertainment Program On TV 2017 (Shakatawa)  and Imaobong Cletus AIT.  Most Outstanding TV Presenter on Entertainment (One Mic). Others are Nathaniel Oche (Oche De King) Wazobia Fm, Most Supportive /Friendly OAP Personality of the Year 2017, Best Composed Song Of The Year 2017 ” (I believe) by Frankie Walter, Gullyryder and Jahbwai, James Expensive (E.X.P) Wazobia Fm Make We Praise Baba; Godee’ As Most Inspiring Program Of the Year 2017; Faeeza Tafeeda (Giwarmata Photography) As Most Outstanding Photographer 2017 and Uzee Concept, Most Outstanding Movie Producer Of The Year 2017..Others are Moses Nwokedi (Big Mo) Wazobia Fm Most Outstanding On Air Personality 2017; Kennet Okonkwo: Nollywood Icon Of The Year 2017; Tatafo Naija   News  Blog of the Year 2017; Rex Idaminabi  As Agent For Positive Change 2017; Anuoluwapo Akintola As Young Female Entrepreneur 2017; Mr. Omoefe Ejere (GM Grand Cubana Hotels) Gafiligadoki Humanitarian 

 

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Service Provider Ward 2017; Eugenia Abu (NTA) Gafiligadoki Role Model Personality Of The Year 2017; Cyril Stober (NTA) Gafiligadoki Tv Icon 2017 and Bongos Ikwue Gafiligadoki Music Icon 2017, Chief (Dr) Mike .O.  Onoja,  Gafiligadoki Man of the Year and His Excellency. Amb Dr, Kelly Sampa Gafiligadoki Agent for positive change 2017.

 

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African Bad Gyal

Lyrics to ‘African Bad Gyal’ by Wizkid:

–Intro: WizKid–
Yeah, StarBoy
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Let me hear you say, yeah, yeah
Sarz on the beat
Yaga

–Verse 1: Wizkid–
Them no born me yesterday
Every gyal, want designer
Them no born me yesterday
I know say your love will cost me something
Girl you dey do me something something
Ee dey do me like you igbana
I see the fire, in your eyes
Burnin’ like a cigarette
Baby girl are you from Ghana?
Or you coming from Somalia?
Ah you coming from Uganda?
Or you’re coming from Nigeria?

–Pre-Chorus: WizKid–
African bad gyal
Baby, don’t change your style
Girl, I love you the way you are
The way you are

–Chorus: WizKid–
Feeling the dancing, gan
Sarz on the beat, gan
Feeling the dancing, gan
Starboy kill the beat, yeah, ayy

–Verse 2: Chris Brown–
Them no born me yesterday
Be a freaky girl and whine up
I put my hand up on the waist
Baby girl, you are the one, oh
Ooh, baby, you you got something
Gimme, gimme all of your love, I want it
Baby girl, stop with all the fronting
The way you dance, I know you want this
Baby girl, you from Angola
Sister from South Africa
Pretty girl, I wanna hold ya
Shout out to my ladies in Nigeria

–Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown–
African bad girl
Baby, don’t change your style
Girl, I love you the way you are
The way you are

–Chorus: WizKid–
Feeling the dancing, gan
Sarz on the beat, gan, yeah, yeah
Feeling the dancing, gan, yeah, yeah
Star Boy kill the beat, yeah, ayy

–Bridge: WizKid–
Say, if you like Galala, make you dance
Say if you like Konto, make you dance
Say if you like this or if you like that
Say you like bouncin’, make you bounce
Say, if you like galala, make you dance
Say if you like Konto, make you dance
Say if you like this or if you like that
Say you like bouncin’, make you bounce

–Verse 3: WizKid–
I love the things you do to me, I feel alright
I love the feeling, that I feel, I’m feelin’ nice
I love the things you do to me, I feel alright
You give me life, you give me life, you give me life
See, baby gyal, please, baby gyal jo fun mi
Omoge jo fun mi
Wit’ your sexy body, yeah, wit’ your sexy body
Baby gyal, please, baby gyal jo fun mi
Omoge jo fun mi
Wit’ your sexy body, yeah, wit’ your sexy body

–Pre-Chorus: WizKid–
African bad gyal
Baby, don’t change your style
Girl, I love you the way you are
The way you are

–Chorus: WizKid–
Feeling the dancing gan, yeah, yeah
Sarz on the beat gan, yeah, yeah
Feeling the dancing gan, yeah
Star Boy kill the beat, yeah, ay

–Outro: WizKid–
Yeah

African bad gyal – Wizkid feat. Chris Brown lyrics

Lyrics Wizkid – African bad gyal

Them no born me yesterday
Evrey gyal, want designer
Them no born me yesterday
I know say your love will cost me something
Girl you dey do me something something
Ee dey do me like igbana
I see the fire, bring the rice
Burnin’ like a cigarette
Baby girl are you from Ghana?
Or you coming from Somalia?
Ah you coming from Uganda?
Or you’re coming from Nigeria?(african bad gyal)

African bad gyal
Baby, don’t change your style
Girl, I love you the way you are
The way you are.

Feeling the dancing, gan
Sarz on the beat, gan
Feeling the dancing, gan
Starboy kill the beat, yeah, ayyy.

Them no born me yesterday
Be a freaky girl and whine up
I put my hand up on the waist
Baby girl, you are the one, oh
Oooh, baby, you you got something
Gimme, gimme all of your love, I want it
Baby girl, stop with all the fronting
The way you dance, I know you want this
Baby girl, you from Angola
Sister from South Africa
Pretty girl, I wanna hold ya
Shout out to my ladies in Nigeria.

African bad girl
Baby, don’t change your style
Girl, I love you the way you are
The way you are.

Feeling the dancing, gan
Sarz on the beat, gan
Feeling the dancing, gan
Star Boy kill the beat, yeah, ayy.

Say, if you like Galala, make you dance
Say if you like Konto, make you dance
Say if you like this or if you like that
Say you like bouncin’, make you bounce
Say, if you like galala, make you dance
Say if you like Konto, make you dance
Say if you like this or if you like that
Say you like bouncin’, make you bounce.

I love the things you do to me, I feel alright
I love the feeling, that I feel, I’m feelin’ nice
I love the things you do to me, I feel alright
You give me life, you give me life, you give me life
See, baby gyal, please, baby gyal jo fun mi
Omoge jo fun mi versuri-lyrics.info
Wit’ your sexy body, yeah, wit’ your sexy body
Baby gyal, please, baby gyal jo fun mi
Omoge jo fun mi
Wit’ your sexy body, yeah, wit’ your sexy body.

African bad girl
Baby, don’t change your style
Girl, I love you the way you are
The way you are.

Feeling the dancing gan, yeah, yeah
Sarz on the beat gan, yeah, yeah
Feeling the dancing gan, yeah
Star Boy kill the beat, yeah, ayyy.
Wizkid lyrics
Video gyal

Wizkid feat. Chris Brown – African Bad Gyal Lyrics

(Intro – Wizkid)
Starz pon the beat

(Verse 1 – Wizkid)
Them no born me yesterday
Every girl you want designer
Them no born me yesterday
I know say your love will cost me something
Girl you dey do me something something
Ye dey do me like Ghana
I see the fire, bring the rice
Burning like a cigarette
Baby girl are you from Ghana?
Or you call me from Somalia?
Ah you call me from Uganda?
Or ya call me from Nigeria?

(Chorus – Wizkid)
African bad gyal
Baby don’t change your style
Girl, I love you the way you are
The way you are
I’m feeling your dancing, huh
Sarz on the beat, huh
Eeh eeh, feeling your dancing, huh
Eeh eeh, Starboy, kill the beat, huh
Ehh

(Verse 2 – Chris Brown)
Them no born me yesterday
Be a freaky girl and whine up
I put my hand up pon the waist
Baby girl, you are the one, oh
Oh, baby you just got something
Gimme, gimme all of your love, I want it
Baby girl, stop with all the fronting
The way you dance, I know you want this
Baby girl, you from Angola
Sister from South Africa
Baby girl, I wanna hold ya
Shout out to my ladies in Nigeria

(Chorus – Chris Brown & Wizkid)
African bad girl
Baby don’t change your style
Girl, I love you the way you are
The way you are
I’m feeling your dancing, huh
Starz on the beat, huh
Eeh eeh, feeling your dancing, huh
Eeh eeh, Starboy kill the beat, huh
Ehh
African bad girl
Baby don’t change your style
Girl, I love you the way you are
The way you are
I’m feeling your dancing, huh
Starz on the beat, huh
Eeh eeh, feeling your dancing, huh
Eeh eeh, Starboy kill the beat, huh
Eh

(Outro – Chris Brown)
The way you are

Binary Star – Supreme Alphabet (Waterworld 3 Album)

[Intro]
ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQRSTUVWXYZ

[Hook]
It’s the supreme alphabet
ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQRSTUVWXYZ
It’s the supreme alphabet
ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQRSTUVWXYZ

[Verse]
[verse]
A boy can die early from guns
Held in justified killings like mike brown
Now officers patrol quick trip returning soon
To undermine violent weapons x yes zombies
Africans became captured during explorer flaws
Getting hauled in jumbo kits
Looking mostly nubian opposite perfectly quipped
Runnin’ shoot’em
The utmost visionaries were ‘xecuted
You (z)xenophobic atheist bitch
Chinky darkie easy faggot gay honkey’s itch
Jew kid loose mutt
Niggers outcast pussy queer retarded sluts terrorist
Ugly vagina weird
X-zibit y zip it rip it
Action be come drum
Everybody from ghana havana indiana johannesburg
Kenya luxembourg
Medina’s navajo nation outdoors preserved
Quietly situated reserved transformation
Using vaccinations
With x-tra x-tra yep yep zig zag papers
Air biology changing
Draining energy famous
Gaining hanging in jungle huts
Killin’ it long months not once
Phife quest rules
Shahid testifying universal verses with young zulus
Adrenalin benjamin’s
Centering degenerate
Energy givin’em hemorrhage’s interview jib-berish
Killin it limitless minutemen nemesis
Opposite penmanship
‘Quivalent resemblance
Smooth temperament
Unlimited verbiage without x-rated yankee zimmerman’s
Guilty or innocent? Finish him
Asiatic born cee decompoze equally freakin’ flo’s
Good hip hop international
Just king
Love mastering
Nations cipher (o) power
Hail to the queen
Rule self
Truth u-n-I-verse the victory
Wisdom unknown y?
Zig zag ziggety
What you know about the attic be? Cee ya

Eno – Fuchs (Xalaz Album)

[Part 1: Eno]
Du willst ein Foto, aber ich finde dein face gay
Du willst Haze, aber kriegst Stanni mit Hazespray
Du willst Benz fahren, ach mach mal langsam
Eno ist der King im Revier wie ein Aslan
Das ist erst der Anfang, druff auf black Afghan
Unsere Völker sind die, die Steine werfen auf Panzer
Sei froh, dass du ein Stück Brot frisst, wozu
Soll ich Angst haben, wenn es den Tod gibt?
Absinken, Wellritzstraße in der Einfahrt
Grüße, alle meine Jungs aus der Heimat
Sippis, die auf krass machen wollen
Sind auf einmal leise, wenn sie meine Hand küssen sollen
Große Fressen, aber leider nichts dahinter
Schieben, krassere Filme als Inder
Biri min, ich bin da, zeig mir die Pisser
Erst, fliegen Jabs und danach fliegen schwinger

[Hook: Eno]
Freitagsgebet, erste Reihe masha allah
Doch ein paar Stunden später siehst du, wie er Hash ballert
Fuchs Bruder, ich hab’ Augen überall
Der Teufel in mir flüstert: „Es ist Zeit für ein’n Überfall!“

[Bridge: Eno]
Fuchsbrudi, Fuchsbrudi, 183 bin ein Fuchsbrudi
Fuchsbrudi, Fuchsbrudi, 183 bin ein Fuchsbrudi
Fuchsbrudi, Fuchsbrudi, 183 bin ein Fuchsbrudi
Fuchsbrudi, Fuchsbrudi, 183 bin ein Fuchsbrudi

[Part 2: Eno]
Sitze, mit der Shisha, auf dem Balkon
Und träume von einem Koenigsegg in Carbon
Ich bin ganz unten, doch komme bald Hoch
Und hinterlasse Kunstwerke, so wie Van Gogh
Ich peitsch’ dich, mit der Gucci-Gürtelschnalle
Ein, Fuchsbrudi tappt nicht zweimal in die selbe Falle
Muck auf, markier ruhig den Held, was Rücken?
Ich vertrau nur mir selbst
Komme mit Kurdis oder Reshos aus Ghana
Bei Beef, verschwindest du wie Menschen in Tijuana
Bist drauf auf Ijuana
Ich hau’ dir deine Zähne raus
Platz eins Brudi, so sehen meine Pläne aus
Drogen ticken ist die Thematik der Deutschrapper
Bei dir läuft, aber Brate bei mir läuft besser
Ich geh’ auf die Straße, um Patte zu verdien’n
Du gehst auf die Straße, um Pokemon zu spielen

[Hook: Eno]
Freitagsgebet, erste Reihe masha allah
Doch ein paar Stunden später siehst du, wie er Hash ballert
Fuchs Bruder, ich hab’ Augen überall
Der Teufel in mir flüstert: „Es ist Zeit für ein’n Überfall!“

[Bridge: Eno]
Fuchsbrudi, Fuchsbrudi, 183 bin ein Fuchsbrudi
Fuchsbrudi, Fuchsbrudi, 183 bin ein Fuchsbrudi
Fuchsbrudi, Fuchsbrudi, 183 bin ein Fuchsbrudi
Fuchsbrudi, Fuchsbrudi, 183 bin ein Fuchsbrudi

Tech N9ne – No Runnin To Ya Mama (The Storm Deluxe Edition Album)

Yeah, you must be throw’d
You gon’ make them thangs come up out that load
You ain’t built like that but you talk so cold
Yeah, we know

Hurts now, purps found cause a nigga squirt rounds
Acting like ya wore a purse on turf grounds
Like how his homies didn’t tell him to pull his skirt down
Now look at’cha
Loud mouth we found a round to match ya
Bound to smack ya, not a ground to catch ya
Cause you frowned at the hounds and you found disaster
He talking hella shady
How I get it on the daily
They jelly bout my gravy but they crazy cause they think I won’t be banging like the 80s
Your homie was a movie
So we [?] him with the tooly
Got his family sick and woozy giving him the finger [?] and Joe Cooley
They hot around the collar
Cause I got a lot of shotters
So don’t nobody bother, if they try to then we stoppin’ they medulla oblongata
So be careful when you saucing
You could end up in the coffin
You better take precaution when you see real niggas crossing, shut the fuck up when we talking
If you get my killers heated
You’ll be curled up like a fetus
All them words, you’re gonna eat it
Every fist and all the feet is never ceasing when you pleaded
So I think you better comma
Or get lit up with the llama
KC all the way to Ghana, when you grown and start the drama, ain’t no running to yo mama, nigga

x2
No running to yo mama
When you caught up in the drama
No running to yo mama when you caught up in the drama cause you did nobody honor

We the boss players
In this, industry and not SEGA
Nigga we are stop haters
We take ’em to the end and then it’s viva las vegas
If you tripping, y’all nuts
Cause we sick and all bust
So get the motherfucking pineapple, the rum and the coconut and mix it all up
We coming from the ghetto
And we keep the heavy metal
So you suckers better settle cause we turn a wolf and devil to a woman in stilettos
Cause they didn’t really want it
They was only in the moment
Hella talking, never on it
Had they’re chance and now they blown it cause the king was their opponent
He bit the hand that fed him
Run you over if you let him
All the homies wanna get him, heard the words when he said them now I know that he regret them
Cause we be getting money
And he be looking bummy
So keep the coward from me, when you see me don’t be chummy
Muh’fucking dumby
I know you can’t stand me
But you know that we go hammy
Have you sleeping like a xanny, hit them with a super whammy when I cut them from the family
We in every nook and cranny
Hit you when you’re in your jammies, when you’re in your manny panties
See me and my brother Sammy, ain’t no yelling for your granny and no running to your mammy nigga

x2
No running to yo mama
When you caught up in the drama
No running to yo mama when you caught up in the drama cause you did nobody honor

Bonez MC & RAF Camora – Ohne mein Team (English Translation) Lyrics

[Bridge: Bonez MC]
In a group of six in the Mercedes, because all guys have to come along
A little bit of champagne for the girls and a fuck as a result
No law, no rules – let’s make bucks
Because it’s a good life like that – but never without my team

[Verse 1: RAF Camora]
I close the door of the apartment, when the party is complete
Monika, Sarah, Belinda from Instagram on my guest list
Menthol in the cigarette, soda in the drink
A chick wants that I sing “So lala” for her
She want’s me intimate
I don’t cooperate without my team
The sun shines through the curtain
Skin color: Ovolmaltine
Cocaine in the booth two by two
Death has distributed the death papers
Today, all my arabs are latinos
„Chica, ¿qué pasa?“; the boys are amigos
She passes the joint, let’s the homies hit it
Smoking – never without my team

[Hook]
Never without – without my team, never without – without my team
Hamburg, Berlin, West Vienna – never without – without my team
Never without – without my team, never without – without my team
Hamburg, Berlin, West Vienna – never without – without my team

[Post-Chorus: RAF Camora & Bonez MC]
Pop, pop – not at twelve o’clock, but at one o’clock is okay
One yalan, two yalan – at one o’clock is okay
A glass of Yamazaki – not at twelve, but at one o’clock is okay
A party everyday

[Part 2: Maxwell]
Don’t enter the stage, not without my team
Nobody takes our philosophy from us
Everything numb – lidocaine
Don’t ask, how much money I make out of a kilo
One chick to the left, one chick to the right
See you at the Echo – guest list of Maxwell
Bring me the rum, a case of the best one
Don’t need a hotel, baby, fuck backstage
What happens today will be suppressed tomorrow
Let the sun burn me at the beach
They bring the cops, I bring the gang
When it comes to violence, we are too consequent
All people from Ghana are Brazilians today
Prince Boateng from the Copacabana
Next level coma, the drugs are clean
All of them want to serve me topless, but never without my team!

[Hook]
Never without – without my team, never without – without my team
Hamburg, Berlin, West Vienna – never without – without my team
Never without – without my team, never without – without my team
Hamburg, Berlin, West Vienna – never without – without my team

[Post-Chorus: RAF Camora & Bonez MC]
Pop, pop – not at twelve o’clock, but at one o’clock is okay
One yalan, two yalan – at one o’clock is okay
A glass of Yamazaki – not at twelve, but at one o’clock is okay
A party everyday

[Bridge: Bonez MC]
In a group of six in the Mercedes, because all guys have to come along
A little bit of champagne for the girls and a fuck as a result
No law, no rules – let’s make bucks
Because it’s a good life like that – but never without my team

[Post-Chorus: RAF Camora & Bonez MC]
Pop, pop – not at twelve o’clock, but at one o’clock is okay
One yalan, two yalan – at one o’clock is okay
A glass of Yamazaki – not at twelve, but at one o’clock is okay
A party everyday

[Outro]
Hey, hey, hey, hey; hey, hey, he-e-ey
Hey, hey, hey, hey; hey, hey, he-e-ey
Hey, hey, hey, hey; hey, hey, he-e-ey
Hey, hey, hey, hey; hey, hey, he-e-ey