Lyrics: Gusty Guy Ndlovu/Olatunji Joshua Ifeoluwa
Music: Gusty Guy Ndlovu/Olatunji Joshua Ifeoluwa
yeah
it's Gusty
the street dey hard
we dey try to fight back
Money sef dey scarce
Oluwa come give hand
Boys no get joy
Dem dey scatter
Dem dey murder
Mothers no get joy
Dem dey think
Dem dey cry out
Pikin commot pikin no come back
wetin we dey see we dey see na just blood wey pump out.
Everywhere no safe and na risk to Waka go out
Government sef don scatter
Dem dey force us to dey close mouth
Sha some place dey safe
the rich are getting richer
the poor are getting poorer
But na we still come dey suffer
more we getting tougher
then the level become higher
and the more we try to break free off these chains and shackles
Lord it's getting harder
this country be like fire
even if we go hell
devil sef go feel the suffer
Right from this Earth
we don ready fro the fire
Oh lord we dey your back
everywhere you go we follow
We your children
everywhere we go
we gat your logo
But this life is too hard
people sef dey fight for "moko"
we just wanna live fine
even tho we live in ghetto
yeah.....
we just trynna get higher
oh lord we thirst for height
please come and quench fire
I gat so many wishes
come fill my heart desires
I wanna stay strong
till you come
like Paul and silas.
I just want to reach the tower
I know say I short
but God go make me so much taller
I pray for his Grace
I know he help me make I manya
I no dey debate
Cus I get God wey get the fire
Last last we'll die
use your time and use it wise
life sef is a dice
am not sure you'll roll it twice.
calm down in life
if you rough you waste your time
calm down and think
what I say is just the fact