(Get
me
ogogoro
I
wan
Dey,
Lostsoul )
Sometimes
the
street
just
dey
weigh
you
down
Edo
city,
you
sabi
the
story
We
dey
look
for
miracle,
but
the
struggle
dey
tire
Dark
days,
sun
no
dey
shine
for
we
side
Naija
promise
land,
but
the
dream
don
hide
Gen
Z
pressure,
e
dey
choke
every
soul
even
turn
me
to
a
Lostsoul
Living
in
a
system
where
the
heart
don
cold
I
grow
for
Benin,
where
the
street
dey
real
Where
love
no
dey
show,
na
only
pain
we
feel
Miracle
no
dey
tire,
but
I
don
tire
Walking
through
the
smoke
and
the
burning
fire
Miracle
no
dey
tire,
but
I
don
tire
Looking
for
the
peace
that
I
never
acquire
I
sit
all
alone,
hide
my
pain
inside
bottle
Chasing
the
high,
full
speed
on
the
throttle
Roll
up
the
green,
let
the
smoke
take
the
weight
Trying
to
forget
the
hands
of
my
fate
Friends
wey
we
play,
now
them
gone
too
soon
Lost
to
the
violence
beneath
the
grey
moon
Miracle
no
dey
tire,
so
make
you
no
tire
Walking
through
the
smoke
and
the
burning
fire
Miracle
no
dey
tire,
so
make
you
no
tire
Looking
for
the
peace
that
I
never
acquire
Girls
wey
we
love,
lost
to
the
street
life
Cut
by
the
edge
of
a
sharpen
knife
Why
the
struggle
heavy?
Why
the
cross
so
wide?
Nothing
left
to
lose,
nowhere
left
to
hide
Rather
than
to
leave,
I
reach
for
the
glass
Watching
the
shadows
of
my
life
as
they
pass
Roll
me
some
weed,
let
the
sorrow
just
fade
Counting
the
price
of
the
life
that
we
made
Miracle
no
dey
tire,
so
make
you
no
tire
Walking
through
the
smoke
and
the
burning
fire
Miracle
no
dey
tire,
but
so
make
you
no
tire
Looking
for
the
peace
that
I
never
acquire
Yeah,
just
let
it
fade
Miracle
no
dey
tire…
so
make
you
no
tire
Lostsoul
records (
Fade
out
with
talking
drum)