[Intro: Taliban, Wan Shey]
Ouais Wan Shey, lyrical god
Taliban lyrical viber
The day I lost my spirit...
[Verse: Wan Shey]
First of all I be na last born
But no man no be pet me
No man no be di beg me
When I cry say I want the best meat
Ma eye dem start to stress me
Eske ya man di first see?
The whole quartier di vex me
Di laf ma small lenses
Seeing blurred was kinda scary
Victim of divine destiny
Any time dey share football the two captains di ele next me
So I find thing for invest in
Reading books got interesting
Rеpe support immensely
Now my words madе me the next thing
My father was the strong one
The pillar of the family
Na so e di bore wa ear with
Speech dem on hardwork and unity
Ma grand dem ele di laugh
Me sef I ele di laugh
Coz e be get some way for tok English wey e go make you collapse
A known value;
We could count on him for everything
Though ei be dey retirement, he did everything necessary
Send ma sisters for boarding school
Send ma brothers for boarding school
Though na me one be di go day
I swear ma life was super cool
Then one day the worst thing happen
Repe start to maladie
I be still be na njaka me
Na so I juh di kala me
I first dey me na Upper Sixth
Di prepare for write GCE
My mind be too small for imagine that my dad was leaving me
So one day I wukop prep ma back for go school
I gather ma books dem go see repe, na so e di try for play cool
Deep inside yi eyes I notice sey the man di sorry me
I juh feel say na tiredness, I go salut reme then comot me
As I waka go reach lewa ma conscience no be dey right
Something di ele tell me, "Go back to the house, Wan Shey! Ah!"
I calé for ma corner
Teacher di ele make noise
I di gather na for dream, my mind di ele play me rough
So I wukop carry ma bag, no man no di expect nothing
Till I tear running towards door like sey man na escaped convict
I head straight for the gate
Di ele fear for di late
Gateman look ma eye no tok, dey like sey e relate
E open the gate I pass, I di go house di fly na fly
For some weird reason I di run so di cry na cry
I want enter wa compound, all tin juh di feel out of place
As I di enter parlour na so wa repe lie for chair in pain
Ma reme di hold yi di cry
Na so tears pack for yi eye
Na so ma repe be fat but that day na so the man be dry
I run go road for find moto, wey l no hold me no kobo
I see some grand wey l know, na we dat for road for Kumbo
We three shidon for back seat
Me and reme hold yi hands
Repe start hallucinate
Shouting at the top of his lungs;
Shouting at the driver, even shouting at me and my mum
Reme di ele cry, the man she knew was always in control
But, the day was a dark one
Looks like even the clouds knew
Na so dem hang for air, thick and wet like sey na morning dew
Before we want reach Shisong
The man don punch we till e start hot
Nurses and doctors alike rush out for meet ei drag yi go for ward
As dem di reach dem just put yi for oxygen
It was a painful sight, my superman repe was here struggling
Nurse dem try for send me for outside
Na for dey ma repe shake, as in "He ain't leaving my side, that's my son."
My reme and I held on
We three fighting for life
He raised his eyes and looked at his wife
The saddest thing I know is the tears I saw rolling down his eyes
Then he smiled
Na so ma repe die for me and ma reme wa hands
[Chorus: Taliban]
Papa God oh
When I turn me [?] soul nah
Aihh, bless me soul
Bless up me hustle
Wan Shey, weti we no va see pon di street anytime we are come around ahh
We hustle everything, everyday wey we go and we no fit run I
Jah Jah bless me hustle
Bless me so, bless me paddy men dem
Lord I be na [?]
Ca c'est c'est la vie wey we try juh to conquer
Anytime we turn [?]
Babylon are trying to putting in asunder
Shut it down ehh
We now doing everything
Now read this:
No more surrender, nothing we fit did
Anything wey we dey get we dey defeat oh
No time [?]
Jah Jah, Jah Jah, bless up me hustle
Bless up me boy dem, blessup me soul
Jah Jah, Jah Jah, bless up me hustle
Bless up me boy dem, blessup me soul
[Outro: Taliban]
Straight Up
[?]
They don't know what we're doing anytime [?]
Ouais Wan Shey, lyrical god
Taliban lyrical viber
The day I lost my spirit...
[Verse: Wan Shey]
First of all I be na last born
But no man no be pet me
No man no be di beg me
When I cry say I want the best meat
Ma eye dem start to stress me
Eske ya man di first see?
The whole quartier di vex me
Di laf ma small lenses
Seeing blurred was kinda scary
Victim of divine destiny
Any time dey share football the two captains di ele next me
So I find thing for invest in
Reading books got interesting
Rеpe support immensely
Now my words madе me the next thing
My father was the strong one
The pillar of the family
Na so e di bore wa ear with
Speech dem on hardwork and unity
Ma grand dem ele di laugh
Me sef I ele di laugh
Coz e be get some way for tok English wey e go make you collapse
A known value;
We could count on him for everything
Though ei be dey retirement, he did everything necessary
Send ma sisters for boarding school
Send ma brothers for boarding school
Though na me one be di go day
I swear ma life was super cool
Then one day the worst thing happen
Repe start to maladie
I be still be na njaka me
Na so I juh di kala me
I first dey me na Upper Sixth
Di prepare for write GCE
My mind be too small for imagine that my dad was leaving me
So one day I wukop prep ma back for go school
I gather ma books dem go see repe, na so e di try for play cool
Deep inside yi eyes I notice sey the man di sorry me
I juh feel say na tiredness, I go salut reme then comot me
As I waka go reach lewa ma conscience no be dey right
Something di ele tell me, "Go back to the house, Wan Shey! Ah!"
I calé for ma corner
Teacher di ele make noise
I di gather na for dream, my mind di ele play me rough
So I wukop carry ma bag, no man no di expect nothing
Till I tear running towards door like sey man na escaped convict
I head straight for the gate
Di ele fear for di late
Gateman look ma eye no tok, dey like sey e relate
E open the gate I pass, I di go house di fly na fly
For some weird reason I di run so di cry na cry
I want enter wa compound, all tin juh di feel out of place
As I di enter parlour na so wa repe lie for chair in pain
Ma reme di hold yi di cry
Na so tears pack for yi eye
Na so ma repe be fat but that day na so the man be dry
I run go road for find moto, wey l no hold me no kobo
I see some grand wey l know, na we dat for road for Kumbo
We three shidon for back seat
Me and reme hold yi hands
Repe start hallucinate
Shouting at the top of his lungs;
Shouting at the driver, even shouting at me and my mum
Reme di ele cry, the man she knew was always in control
But, the day was a dark one
Looks like even the clouds knew
Na so dem hang for air, thick and wet like sey na morning dew
Before we want reach Shisong
The man don punch we till e start hot
Nurses and doctors alike rush out for meet ei drag yi go for ward
As dem di reach dem just put yi for oxygen
It was a painful sight, my superman repe was here struggling
Nurse dem try for send me for outside
Na for dey ma repe shake, as in "He ain't leaving my side, that's my son."
My reme and I held on
We three fighting for life
He raised his eyes and looked at his wife
The saddest thing I know is the tears I saw rolling down his eyes
Then he smiled
Na so ma repe die for me and ma reme wa hands
[Chorus: Taliban]
Papa God oh
When I turn me [?] soul nah
Aihh, bless me soul
Bless up me hustle
Wan Shey, weti we no va see pon di street anytime we are come around ahh
We hustle everything, everyday wey we go and we no fit run I
Jah Jah bless me hustle
Bless me so, bless me paddy men dem
Lord I be na [?]
Ca c'est c'est la vie wey we try juh to conquer
Anytime we turn [?]
Babylon are trying to putting in asunder
Shut it down ehh
We now doing everything
Now read this:
No more surrender, nothing we fit did
Anything wey we dey get we dey defeat oh
No time [?]
Jah Jah, Jah Jah, bless up me hustle
Bless up me boy dem, blessup me soul
Jah Jah, Jah Jah, bless up me hustle
Bless up me boy dem, blessup me soul
[Outro: Taliban]
Straight Up
[?]
They don't know what we're doing anytime [?]
( Wan Shey )
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