N-POWER

DAMON had to write a song DAMON went along With all the revelling, detestable He did it from the jump He's a power forward Pastor's son is balling on the court He is holy So the hoop is like the Halo for the son, nuh Congratulate yourself You think you won, nuh You know the headache That I have just gone through, nuh So don't be acting Like you knew me from the one-two, son If you knew All the therapy I've been through, through Fifty fifty's not a partnership for people, it isn't Black people Don't let the skin deceive you The devil creeps in melanin The skin is evil Black people Don't let the skin deceive you The Coco brown Becomes the whitest form of evil Black people Don't let the skin deceive you Your immaculate desire Is to marry and be single, huh? For all your daughters and sons Yes Africa, it was the come up Like the origin of gods Aphrodisiac is boiling in our veins That's in our blood Will you remember the Nyere's or Azikiwe's Will you remember what it's like before the Billy Jeans Yeah I hope you know I could never go broke Take it down with a shot of tequila Kill the pain, hunger quest Nice to meet ya I opened up a page of Lily's diary She ain't a saint She been writing All these nasty things about me in a way That I've been contemplating Is it vex for her or is it sex, yes These tactical gymnastics give me stress Blessed Even if I throw these swear words like a curse Durex The only rubber band that keeps me with my cheques Tentpoles are telling me one thing To be a bigger black brother start investing, yeah If you knew All the therapy I've been through, through Fifty fifty's not a partnership for people, it isn't Black people Don't let the skin deceive you The devil creeps in melanin The skin is evil Black people Don't let the skin deceive you The Coco brown Becomes the whitest form of evil Black people Don't let the skin deceive you Your immaculate desire Is to marry and be single uhh Chaser, chaser, chaser You chase away the pain With liquor and a fizzy cola Aspirations are dead So you cannot recover You're pushing twenty times two Acting like you're younger Economy is war time And we're all soldiers 1960, give it up It wasn't a pledge, give it up Chaser