Mile Two

VERSE 1

I just wanna blow before the trumpet does

Flier miles rising to degrees that crack thermometers

Used to be one of the have nots now I have knots I’ve notched up in thousands of kilometres

Nautical miles was never stuff I dreamt of rocking okrika Nautica with nothing to smile

About the time Abacha died (98)

Back when \"Lit\" meant you might debate

That’s when I started writing way back when if your street could rendezvous and contribute to buy a gate

You now living in a fly estate

The Wonder Years, way before I had a right to date I’ve been rhyming great

Grew at an unlikely rate

And if I do say so myself I’m still mad nice to date

Oh by the way if you wondering how I got here?

I took bike to Palmgrove and didn’t stop there

Hopped on a bus to Ijesha then on to Mile 2 to say how are you to the woman to whom I thought I’d say I do.

CHORUS

Cele Ijesha Mile 2

Enter with your change

Nor make me change am for you

If you dey feel big go buy Range...

VERSE 2

Mile 2 holds loads of memories

My ties are knot all cocktails & pleasantries

But damn if we didn’t have the time of our lives every day for two years I’m not tripping ‘twas heavenly

I’m not tripping that every return trip

Everyday of the work week I’d wait and take with

Island to Mile 2 every evening so we could spend time

I’d never enter her house, once she’s home and parked then I’m

On my way to my papa house in faraway Fola-Agoro

Monday to Friday rinse repeat

She going out weekends? I’ll follow

Standing at Apple junction for the Apple of my eye

10pm every night not scared of what hood boys could try

Guess it’s true perfect love casts out fear

Some search for it in bottles get cast out & pass out there

I passed a few hailing a cab home and didn’t give a hand to them

Guess that makes me more lawyer or priest than Samaritan

Guess I\'m just another charlatan

So what happens then?

CHORUS

Cele Ijesha Mile 2

Enter with your change

Nor make me change am for you

If you dey feel big go buy Range...