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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bas
Bas
Vocals
Adekunle Gold
Adekunle Gold
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cedric Brown
Cedric Brown
Composer
Abbas Hamad
Abbas Hamad
Lyrics
Jarrett Goodly
Jarrett Goodly
Composer
Kaleb Nathan Rollins
Kaleb Nathan Rollins
Composer
Ofer Shaul Ishai
Ofer Shaul Ishai
Composer
Roman Mironchenko
Roman Mironchenko
Composer
Udoma Peter Kelvin Amba
Udoma Peter Kelvin Amba
Composer
Adekunle Kosoko
Adekunle Kosoko
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Demitrius Lewis II
Demitrius Lewis II
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Jarrett Goodly
Jarrett Goodly
Additional Producer
Swamiq
Swamiq
Producer
Augusto Sanchez
Augusto Sanchez
Spatial Mixing Engineer
Nicolas De Porcel
Nicolas De Porcel
Mastering Engineer
Cedric Brown
Cedric Brown
Producer
Kel-P
Kel-P
Producer
K-Quick
K-Quick
Additional Producer
Kuji
Kuji
Producer
Sensei Bueno
Sensei Bueno
Additional Producer
Kaleb Kquick Rollins
Kaleb Kquick Rollins
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

It's Kel-P vibes Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Omo'ba no dey stress I just wanna do my best I no get time to impress If you wan fight, o, stay blessed, o, o, o, o Focused on my race Make nobody question my pace I wanna be in my space Make nobody give me migraine, o, o Carryin' everybody ills This the kind of weight that break and give your body chills I'm afraid of the feelings I reveal I know everybody need me, but everybody chill Emergency on planet Earth, I'll tell you how it feel When your family displaced and your countrymen are killed Bombs on Ramadan, I swear my mama cryin' still Used to stress about a bill, now I stress about my- Tryna get 'em out the field where the bullets flyin' indiscriminate And the world turn a blind eye, inconsiderate Cuzzo said he got a ride, it costs five hundred Plus a lil' somethin' on the side If you wanna make the cut off, gotta grease the middle man Five days trackin' through the desert, cuzzo swore it's misery Auntie made it three days 'fore she passed, he spoke it through his tears to me He's crossin' into Egypt now, but it don't get no easier Why nobody care? Why they don't put us on the media? And I don't got the answers, feel like Sway today I see Ukraine, I see two things that ain't the same And yet they are You change a name, change a face I still feel the pain Why I'm gettin' punished for my melanin retainment? Apologize for what? I got the right to be upset I think the world should be ashamed, I hope the world will make a change I hope it starts soon This one's for Khartoum Omo'ba no dey stress I just wanna do my best I no get time to impress If you wan fight, o, stay blessed, o, o, o, o Focused on my race Make nobody question my pace I wanna be in my space Make nobody give me migraine, o, o, o, o Thousands killed, over five million displaced And many more trapped in Khartoum And cities across Sudan with little access to basic necessities This war is a battle for power And the country's army said it would only last a few days But it's now been raging for months
Writer(s): Cedric Brown, Peter Udoma, Jarrett Goodly, Adekunle Kosoko, Kaleb Rollins, Roman Mironchenko, Abbas Hamad, Ofer Ishai Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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