Crown of Clay
See
How can we talk black and talk about the color alone
Wait! Can we talk about the color we know
It's so shady like we're loosing the hope
So I struggle to cope
Seeing myself helpless loosing my home Aah!
And everything is outta Plan
We ont know where we're heading to
Tell me to back down
It's so bloody like we're crazy clan black panter
So I prefer the come like you prefer the fantasy
My fathers was a heavy type
The only picture I portray like my selfie type
Black is spiritual I mean the early type
The only thing that you'll see even when you close your eyes Raah!
And there was a race between the top dogs
Putting my fathers in line just to claim the top notch
Shabi we no get sense
Shabi we dey see through their eyes like say na only them get sense
I see my people learning how to laugh
And we still dey clap for people holding all we need to laugh
So, city is a scam
Gold in disguise
The holyground in the village is the treasure that caught my eyes
Who the hell is helping who
Rating me the bad one, tell me now what you gon' do
And if the government no go take the treasure back to where it belongs
Tell me why I no go do Yahoo