Oga

She carry him pistol, Smith and Wesson She be jury, judge, executioner, she been waiting Her demeanor cold, she calm The anger, you no fit wait it Find the perfect position, she perched Okay, okay Start to talk your mouth Na wetin life do you Spread the pain to cast the coup Okay, okay You no dey taught well, oga ó Na wetin life do you Everything na to snatch for you You dey insist say, say, say, say Talk on when e things dabaru Say trauma full your heart boku Today, today the cup, e don full Throw away, the tools dey in plenty Ammunition dem pile, the switch dey dem plentu Him heart cold, him soul no fit fury The pain e still fresh between her legs Okay, okay He dey talk mumble jumble, oga ó (oga o) Na wetin life do you Everything na to snatch for you You dey insist say, say, say, say Talk on when e things dabaru Say my pain dey make you feel boku boku Ah, e don full Eh, mm, mm, no, no She no shoot am again, she drop the pistol na She just comot waka for the place But as e enter, e dey bleed all over Him ears dem don leave am I no know o Like somebody cut am or maybe bullet slash pass, phew Dey bleed, him ears don go Oga Kuku dey hear word