“VOICE OF THE STREET (Track 2)”
(Intro)
Eh ehh…
No more fake packaging…
No more divide and rule…
Make the street talk…
Make pidgin reign…
Na our true communication…
(Hook)
No more “Wa Zo Bia” to divide the nation,
Pidgin na the real communication,
From East to West, South to North,
Na one voice suppose carry us forth.
No more hatred, no manipulation,
The poor man need liberation,
Nigeria wake from frustration,
Make truth lead this generation.
(Verse 1)
Hausa man dey suffer too,
Igbo trader dey hustle through,
Yoruba worker dey find daily bread,
Same tears every family shed.
Politicians use tribe divide us,
Meanwhile suffering still unite us,
Election season dem become friends,
After victory the people bend.
No be language be the issue,
Na empty pockets and broken future,
Pidgin dey connect every street,
From Lagos down to Mile 3.
(Pre-Chorus)
Open your eyes make you see clearly,
The game dem dey play no dey hidden again,
Youth dey angry, nation dey shaky,
Still the masses dey maintain peace daily.
(Chorus)
No more “Wa Zo Bia” politics again,
No more tribal fire and pain,
Pidgin na the voice of the street,
The only language everybody fit speak.
Armed Forces hear your people cry,
Protect Nigerians before hope die,
INEC no play with destiny,
Because your children go live this reality.
(Verse 2)
International people watching Africa,
Some dey influence behind camera,
Taking resources, making deals,
While common citizens miss meals.
Oil money no reach the street,
Yet convoys still block traffic beat,
Big men protected every hour,
But villages dey fear gun power.
Rivers State still full of tension,
Politics causing deep division,
People need peace, not endless fight,
Not loyal camps day and night.
(Verse 3)
Peter Obi talk accountability,
Atiku dey promise stability,
Tinubu government under pressure,
As inflation dey rise without measure.
North crying, South crying too,
Every region dey pass through,
Kidnapping don become business,
Citizens living in weakness.
But the people no want violence,
We just want leaders with conscience,
No more empty manifesto,
No more recycled audio.
(Bridge)
Wake up youths, this na your time,
No sell your future for one dime,
Your PVC no be decoration,
Na weapon for transformation.
Soldier, police, civil defense,
Remember the people’s confidence,
Uniform no mean separation,
You still belong to this nation.
(Final Chorus)
Pidgin rain across the land,
Make Nigerians truly stand,
One people, one suffering, one hope,
Together maybe we fit cope.
No more tribe above humanity,
No more politics without integrity,
INEC make this next vote clean,
So democracy fit truly mean something.
(Outro)
The street don speak…
The youths don wake…
The conscience of Nigeria still alive…
Question be say…
Who go listen?