[male
vocals] (
Oya,
listen
now)
Life
no
be
play,
e
no
be
beans
Life
no
be
play,
e
no
be
beans
Na
so
we
see
am,
from
campus
to
the
street
Mr.
Nice,
we
dey
wait
for
the
light
Oluwa,
abeg
show
us
the
way
Five
years
for
university,
paper
in
my
hand
I
thought
the
world
would
open
wide,
but
here
I
stand
Walking
through
the
city,
CV
inside
my
bag
Every
door
I
knock,
they
say
the
economy
is
bad
See
this
one
oh,
the
hustle
is
real
My
family
dey
look
up
to
me,
how
I
go
feel?
I
no
wan
give
up,
but
the
weight
is
on
my
chest
Mr.
Nice,
you
carry
the
hope,
put
it
to
the
test
Oh
God,
abeg,
make
you
help
us
out
We
done
finish
school,
but
we
full
of
doubt
Mr.
Nice,
keep
your
head
high,
don't
you
lose
the
spark
Even
in
the
tunnel,
we
go
find
the
light
in
the
dark
No
wahala,
the
blessing
go
come
for
sure
We
go
open
every
gate,
and
we
lock
every
door
Sun
dey
burn
for
Lagos,
I
dey
trek
under
the
heat
Searching
for
the
table,
searching
for
the
seat
Friends
dey
ask
me, "
Guy,
wetin
you
don
see?"
I
tell
them "
I
dey
wait
for
the
grace
of
the
Almighty"
Sometimes
I
sit
and
wonder
if
the
degree
is
just
a
toy
But
I
refuse
to
break,
I
remain
the
golden
boy
Mr.
Nice,
the
road
is
rough,
but
the
destination
sweet
Keep
the
fire
burning,
don't
you
ever
accept
defeat
Oh
God,
abeg,
make
you
help
us
out
We
done
finish
school,
but
we
full
of
doubt
Mr.
Nice,
keep
your
head
high,
don't
you
lose
the
spark
Even
in
the
tunnel,
we
go
find
the
light
in
the
dark
No
wahala,
the
blessing
go
come
for
sure
We
go
open
every
gate,
and
we
lock
every
door
Chukwu,
hear
my
plea,
hear
the
boy
cry
I
no
want
to
steal,
I
no
want
to
lie
Just
give
me
the
platform,
give
me
the
space
To
run
this
race
and
win
at
my
own
pace
Omo,
the
struggle
is
a
teacher,
it
makes
you
strong
Even
when
the
night
is
cold
and
the
way
is
long
We
keep
on
pushing,
yeah,
we
keep
on
moving
With
the
rhythm
of
the
street,
the
world
is
improving
Mr.
Nice,
your
time
is
coming,
hold
the
faith
tight
Everything
go
balance,
everything
go
be
alright
Oh
God,
abeg,
make
you
help
us
out
We
done
finish
school,
but
we
full
of
doubt
Mr.
Nice,
keep
your
head
high,
don't
you
lose
the
spark
Even
in
the
tunnel,
we
go
find
the
light
in
the
dark
No
wahala,
the
blessing
go
come
for
sure
We
go
open
every
gate,
and
we
lock
every
door
Yeah,
Mr.
Nice,
don't
dulling
Blessings
are
coming,
wait
for
it
No
wahala,
keep
the
ginger
God
is
on
the
throne (
E
choke!)
We
rise,
we
go
rise.