El Akili - Listen

Yo yo yo yo yo
It was all a dream
Woke up to a letter confirming that I'm a god
The scoreboard don't confirm when you win, you've won
Losing an award doesn't mean a nigga lost
Y'all dumb fans tryna measure wizzy, david, burna
With an award outside your motherland
Fuck niggas always hustle validation
Manipulation by the media
Flipping your brain waves like an encyclopaedia
You made the news, off the views, that is true
You bought them views, that's a fluke, all for cues
Still came online to aka yourself and thank them bots
Nigga, you must be high or need a psych evaluation
Dissemination of this ammunition
The consequence and the benefits sometimes hits a confluence
So when in a moment of truth
Take off your views
Sail into your thoughts like a masseuse
Huh
I broke the devils heart
When he saw me walking alone, on his street, in the dark, with no fears
Many men, many tears wey don hit the ground
Ain't nobody catching
The flows hits ramadan like everybody fasting
B a b a tun de, now everybody cappin
Real niggas what's poppin
My souls being through hell and back
I'll hit the cellar, I'll be back with a bag full of liquor
It's time to toast with mixtures
Huh
Caress the mountains till they turn dwarfs
He took a bite because a nigga don starve
We painting pictures with a fucking cutlass
My visons lit till they see my sun down
Why we pissed off when they tell us, nigga calm down
How the fuck should I care about a countdown
All I'm thinking is an increase in my bank account
El akili ain't just peaceful you can ask around
Huh
Ice cold while my eyes low
Knock, knock, while them niggas wearing masks though
You blow your trumpet, bet the world will use a saxophone
All I need's a microphone
Bump me when you all alone
Bump me in your study time, them lonely nights
Let my words light you up, like a fuckin candle light
I wrote a code to sell my dope
Dressed in my coat of many colours just to prove I'm cold
Grilled my teeth up like a chicken from the frozen store
Polished like them girls toe nails with the gel on top
Bet I'm god
Tom banks told me, he a god cos he black of course
Black and proud is the best I can claim on god
My ancestors bitched up and they sold us all
A bottle of liquor and a mirror, who's fairer now
The picture's getting clearer now
We gat a black president but still can't row a boat
All man for himself, row, row, row, your boat
This ship don capsize, black man be realistic
We all know historically we so artistic
Politicians making decisions like they autistic
The people too slow to ever go ballistic
Missiles
Poverty's spreading around like measles
The continent's getting fucked up with no issues
Blood's flowing on the dance floor
But them leaders still moon walking like a bunch of lunatics
Bunch of fucking judases, with no jesus coming on sight
You understand, this shit is like the blind
Playing a game of hide and seek with the seer

Written by:
Joseph Ajao

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