Jostice

If I survived Jos then I can survive you Yeah the fam lost a lot but I can provide you My mind is full of thoughts, come be my disciple I'm kinda fond of the idea that life is a cycle Let it breathe I lived in J for a few years back when I was little It was cray. Every new year, we'd celebrate the little And we have to the few there who suffered detrimental cases of poverty Pardon me, part of me an anomaly Come take a picture Come get your close up I'll get you closer to the face of an immortal Obviously my mortal mind won't let me fathom immortality But if you don't respect survival, that's some immorality Yeah we had a crib We had the food We was good, for the record, like we was made outta vinyl If I showed you how we got to Lagos man that shit would blind you Brain knock Pikin Dey cry My mama shake so tey she no fit to drive Papa Dey work. Him never return Today today, we go komot the domot Brain knock Pikin Dey cry My mama shake so tey she no fit to drive Papa Dey work. Him never return Today today, we go komot the domot Hate in the eyes of the opps, blood on the leaves Bodies on top of bodies all in the streets Gang wars that you've seen couldn't compete I saw more than you'll ever when I was three Riot broke out in the hood after one class Me and mom and my sisters had to run fast Pops was still at work. Work can probably hurt him too Probably hopped into his car soon as he heard the news Wake up and smell the coffee I heard the guns were cocking They stood on mommas car with gasoline and tried to pop it Momma said say your prayers Sisters were yelling prayers I was just watching the mobbing then heard the coppers coming uh Brain knock Pikin Dey cry My mama shake so tey she no fit to drive Papa Dey work. Him never return Today today, we go komot the domot Brain knock Pikin Dey cry My mama shake so tey she no fit to drive Papa Dey work. Him never return Today today, we go komot the domot If I survived Jos then I can survive you Yeah the fam lost a lot but I can provide you My mind is full of thoughts, come be my disciple I'm kinda fond of the idea that life is a cycle Let it breathe Welcome to the land of the wicked this is J J-town isn't the same as yesterday Haven't been there in a while but I'm hearing that they say Me and the fam were right to move our things away Pay attention to the next few bars I'm boutta rap If I had died in J, I'd never have to make the track You'd never have your body swaying the moment you hear the beat I'd never have the privilege of learning Arabic Never had moved to Lagos Never would watch the show Romeo that would later cause a 9 year old to get to rapping Never had faced fears Never would feel the hate Never had make friends like you to later be betrayed Never had heard the lies Never would speak the truth Never would idolize the rappers that be rapping too Never have to learn to make beats and mind you If I survived Jos then I can survive you I did Jostice Alright wrap it up