[ Featuring O-Zone ]
Ozy SDC
This one's for the fore-fathers
Classic
Ever felt like you're in a low budget Nollywood flick
And its a crap scene the Naija version of groundhog day
And you're stuck in this reoccurring bad dream
I swear my country's a cocktail of Absinthe codeine and caffeine
Bar tender says here's four more shots
There's generational trauma going on here
And like karma the bitch won't stop
My friend called said
Bro I'm moving back from jand
For his mind contract go just land oh boy
Six months later baba run back hmm
Said this place na one chance oh boy
Used to be a fine babe she don cast
Too much mileage on that ass oh boy
Sade won't you go and get a husband
A rich one to give you some assurance oh boy
Yahoo boy say him no fit chop last
Wi-fi with computer on his lap oh boy
Maga don pay make we run mad
We go carry all the champagne hot oh boy
I beg aboki how much be dollars
We go sell am to you 385 oh boy
Cop that wait till forex comes down yeah
Shout out my bad sharp guys oh boy
See something just happen right now
Omo Sars laid a nigga out flat oh boy
Their turn up is seeing people run down
It's messed up but I don't see no one react oh boy
Music critics saying gimme substance
Abeg abeg jor who that one epp oh boy
Gimme beat to make the babes drop yansh
So we can shaku zanku all over the track oh boy
Ever felt like you're in a low budget Nollywood flick
And its a crap scene the Naija version of groundhog day
And you're stuck in this reoccurring bad dream
I swear my country's a cocktail of Absinthe codeine and caffeine
Bar tender says here's four more shots
There's generational trauma going on here
And like karma the bitch won't stop
I remember when I told my white friends
That I seen a man wrapped
With a tire burnt alive when I was five
They looked at me with sadness in their eyes
One of my co-workers slowly started to cry
Ah what's going on I didn't realize anything was wrong
I mean we all just slowly moved along with our days went to school
Another memory that I calmly put away like
Mumsy ask me Wale what's your day like
Think I told her bout the rest
Whole country got post traumatic stress
Africa's giant man say it with your chest
Imagine one day director shouts cut
And they switch the lights off
And you realize this was all a joke
I could only live in hope
Make dem throw the country away now
So we can hit reset on the way down
And we can lift the hex that they placed
Round our necks and the stress we escaping when we lay down
I'm thinking, how do we grow
Will we ever get a chance to reload
I know some people really chopping off the chaos
But karma is dish served cold
One for the money two for the show
3 for my people at home
Somehow we gotta make it legal illegal or both
I'm at the fork in the road
I took a different approach
All these years no light
Don't see a beacon of hope
Pitch black
Got to the end of the tunnel and it was pitch black
Shoulda just done what I wanted and hit a lick fast
Lil good boy now a nigga big bad yeah a nigga big bad
And pissed off
If you can't do it by the book then what'd you read for
My hommie quit his job became a G-boy
3 months later baba don buy Porsche
Small boy big God talk less win more we gon win y'all
And I pray l'm forgiven for my sins Lord
We just living out this Nollywood dream
Bad guys don't die the man with the money wins
Manacles on my mental they don't want you to think
If you don't move an inch your praying won't do a thing
Something bout to happen yo it's always on the brink
When you in the jungle know
It's all about the green white green
Freedom ain't free it's what it seems
We collect cash cheque or melanin
You better be a friend of the regime
Ever felt like you're in a low budget Nollywood flick
And its a crap scene the Naija version of groundhog day
And you're stuck in this reoccurring bad dream
I swear my country's a cocktail of Absinthe codeine and caffeine
Bar tender says here's four more shots
There's generational trauma going on here
And like karma the bitch won't stop
