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From Trenches To Glory

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[male

vocals] (

Male

and

female

choir

singing) (

Choir

voices)

From

trenches

to

Glory

Na

God

dey

run

am

No

be

my

power,

is

nana-owei

doings (

Male

vocal)

I

remember

days

wey

belle

dey

empty,

pocket

dry

I

dey

trek

road,

sun

dey

burn,

I

dey

ask

why

My

shoe

sole

don

tear,

but

I

no

stop

my

motion

I

dey

look

for

way

out,

I

dey

seek

for

connection

Some

people

laugh,

dem

talk

say

I

no

be

serious

person

Dem

think

say

my

life

na

just

one

useless

toy

But

deep

inside

my

heart,

I

get

that

fire

wey

dey

burn

I

know

say

every

lesson

na

another

page

I

learn

I

dey

hustle

for

the

street,

rain

or

shine,

I

no

slack

I

dey

carry

my

cross,

I

no

fit

ever

turn

back

I

keep

my

head

high

even

when

the

pressure

dey

heavy

I

dey

push

my

luck,

I

dey

sail

my

own

ship

Na

from

the

trenches,

we

don

rise

go

the

top

Like

a

bullet

wey

dem

fire,

we

just

no

fit

stop

Everything

I

get

today,

na

mercy

from

the

Most

High

I

dey

fly

pass

the

moon,

yeah,

I

touch

the

sky

From

the

trenches

to

glory,

na

God

dey

run

am

Every

step

of

the

way,

na

Him

hand

dey

run

am

No

be

muscle,

no

be

money,

na

the

grace

of

nana-owei

Na

why

I

dey

dance,

na

why

I

dey

sing

From

the

trenches

to

glory,

na

God

dey

run

am

Every

step

of

the

way,

na

Him

hand

dey

run

am

No

be

muscle,

no

be

money,

na

the

grace

of

nana-owei

Na

why

I

dey

dance,

na

why

I

dey

sing (

Bass

guitar

solo) (

Heavy 808

beat

drop)

Look

at

my

life

now,

e

differ

from

before

Blessings

plenty,

e

dey

enter

through

my

door

I

remember

nights

wey

I

sleep

with

empty

stomach

Now

I

get

enough,

yeah,

my

table

full

of

food

God

change

the

story,

He

turn

the

table

round

No

be

juju,

no

be

ritual,

na

favour

wey

I

find

My

enemies

dey

wonder

how

I

take

climb

the

wall

Dem

dey

watch

me

steady,

dem

dey

wait

for

me

to

fall

But

the

foundation

dey

strong,

e

set

on

a

rock

Anytime

I

speak,

the

whole

city

dey

lock

I

be

inspiration

for

the

boys

for

the

street

Say

you

fit

succeed

if

you

no

accept

defeat

Keep

your

faith

strong,

keep

your

vision

clear

Don’

t

you

let

no

man

bring

you

down

with

fear

God

wey

do

am

for

me,

He

go

do

am

for

you

too

Just

stay

consistent,

na

the

only

thing

you

go

do

From

the

trenches

to

glory,

na

God

dey

run

am

Every

step

of

the

way,

na

Him

hand

dey

run

am

No

be

muscle,

no

be

money,

na

the

grace

of

nana-owei

Na

why

I

dey

dance,

na

why

I

dey

sing

From

the

trenches

to

glory,

na

God

dey

run

am

Every

step

of

the

way,

na

Him

hand

dey

run

am

No

be

muscle,

no

be

money,

na

the

grace

of

Tamarau

Na

why

I

dey

dance,

na

why

I

dey

sing (

Choir

voices)

Na

God

run

am,

o,

na

tamarau

run

am

No

nobody

fit

stop

me

now,

Na

God

run

am (

Choir

voices)

Na

God

run

am,

o,

na

tamarau

run

am

No

nobody

fit

stop

me

now,

Na

God

run

am (

Bass

guitar

solo) (

Heavy 808

beat

drop)

No

be

our

strength,

no

be

our

pride

Na

the

power

of

God

dey

by

our

side

So

when

you

see

me

shine,

you

go

know

say

na

grace

I

dey

run

this

race

with

a

smile

on

my

face

I

don

leave

the

struggle,

I

don

leave

the

shame

Now

I

dey

carry

crown,

I

dey

carry

the

name

Make

you

no

forget

your

root,

make

you

no

forget

your

source

When

you

reach

the

top,

you

must

dey

maintain

the

force

Show

love

to

the

people,

show

love

to

the

street

Na

that

one

make

the

success

feel

extra

sweet

From

the

trenches

to

glory,

na

God

dey

run

am

Every

step

of

the

way,

na

Him

hand

dey

run

am

No

be

muscle,

no

be

money,

na

the

grace

of

nana-owei

Na

why

I

dey

dance,

na

why

I

dey

sing

From

the

trenches

to

glory,

na

God

dey

run

am

Every

step

of

the

way,

na

Him

hand

dey

run

am

No

be

muscle,

no

be

money,

na

the

grace

of

nana-owei

Na

why

I

dey

dance,

na

why

I

dey

sing (

Choir

voices)

No

look

back,

just

keep

moving

From

the

trenches

to

glory

God

bless

our

hustle,

God

bless

the

street (

Enaikediba

Music)

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