A song made by BORN ORGANIC SOLUTIONIST
A song made by BORN ORGANIC SOLUTIONIST
Chai... dis life no balance oh
Wahala wey I don see for dis world
(Heavy bass drop)
E don tey wey I dey suffer for dis hustle
My body dey pain me, my heart dey heavy like stone
Wetin I do wey e come be like say curse follow me?
Every day na struggle, every night na tears
Abeg, who go hear my cry?
Make thunder no fire anybody oh
But dis pain wey dey my chest, e no dey gree me rest
Wahala wey I don see, e plenty pass sand for beach
Pain wey dey my heart, e sharp pass razor blade
I don cry tire, my eye don dry
But I still dey here, I never fall down
Wahala wey I don see oh!
(E choke!)
Dem say make I strong, but strongness don tire
How person go take strong when e no even chop?
My people dem don forget me, nobody send me
I dey walk for darkness, no light dey show me road
God, where You dey sef?
Dis burden wey I carry, e heavy pass mountain
My back don bend, my leg don weak
Wahala wey I don see, e plenty pass sand for beach
Pain wey dey my heart, e sharp pass razor blade
I don cry tire, my eye don dry
But I still dey here, I never fall down
Wahala wey I don see oh!
(Somebody hold me!)
But one day... one day oh
Dis suffering go end
Dis pain go comot from my chest
I go smile again, I go dance again
No be so?
(Piano solo with trumpet layers)
Wahala wey I don see...
But I never give up
I still dey stand
(Chai!)