音樂影片
音樂影片
積分
演出藝人
Lincoln
演出者
Lincoln Falana
饒舌
詞曲
Lincoln Falana
詞曲創作
製作與工程團隊
Lincoln Falana
平面設計
Slick Bullet
混音師
Bliss
製作人
歌詞
I was 6 years old when the family decided
To move to an area in downtown Lagos
Went from waking up to palm trees and bird calls
To rough roads, thuggery flows around the neighbour's
Economy's unstable
Finances ungrateful
Only dead presidents governing the stables
Corrupt politicians with mortuaries for mouths
Only thinking of their bellies while the people drown
I was 7 years old when the greatest motivation of my life
Was spoken to me, and it took me by surprise
Entrance examination into primary school
Questions weren't making sense, so I turned & took a flight
I got stopped by the teacher
Madam suddenly turned into a preacher
Yh, she won herself a new believer
Looked into my eyes and said, "boy, don't you stop"
"Try, try, try again. Never give up"
Now it's 20 years later
I've become my biggest hater
Yh, my number one supporter
Bipolar disorder
Like a schizophrenic pauper
Only wealth I had was gaining faith and losing faith
No order
Burn the blooming order
Cop a suit from Slaters, I can be your undercover
Stab me in the back
But still I serve, like a dumbwaiter
Calvary's alive
Jesus, be my lord and saviour
I've been hustling, and grinding
And praying
And hustling, and grinding
And praying
And hustling, and grinding
And praying
For days
Fruits of my labour, show your face
I know God's time is the best, but I've been feeling out of place
Cos I've tried; and I've tried; and I've tried
And I've...
And I've tried; and I've tried; and I've tried
And I've tried!
Aye, fam. What else do you want me to do, man? Like...
...
You've been on 10/10 since 10
Even 2010 confesses
Like a lion out of its den
You've been feasting up on the verses
The older mandem confess it
You tackle up all your versus
Like an equestrian brigade
Pulling up with the hearses
Tell me, was it cranberry stain on porcelain?
Boy, it seems some crack or cocaine got in your brain
What'd you mean you're tired of the pain?
Get in your lane
Don't you know a seed has got to die to get in the rain?
Yh, you've put in time, and some dough
And your heart, and your soul
So much dough, you could probably build a tower
But Rome, it wasn't built in just an hour
Keep that pedal to the metal
Don't you be a bloody coward
Ya clown
A regret-filled coffin's not the clout
You've got dreams; you've got goals; you've got hope
Boy, don't you let them drown
Eh
Nothing good ah come free
Use ya God-filled talent
Go disperse and succeed
Written by: Lincoln Falana