[male
vocals] (
Ayy,
yoh)
Yeah,
Jacob
Chabu,
aka
Cj,
Jay
Mulla
Listen
to
the
story
We
never
give
up,
no
matter
the
road
Born
in
the
Copperbelt,
first
born
of
four
Searching
for
the
light,
looking
for
the
door
Lost
my
mother
back
in
March 2018
But
the
fire
in
my
heart
remains
evergreen
I
carried
the
weight,
I
took
the
stride
Even
when
the
road
didn't
want
to
provide
From
Mpika
to
Serenje,
to
Nkushi
I
trod
Chasing
the
dream,
I
put
my
faith
in
God
Iβ
ll
never
give
up,
Iβ
m
standing
my
ground
Even
when
the
silence
is
the
only
sound
From
a
student
rider
to
the
diploma
in
hand
Iβ
m
making
my
move,
Iβ
m
taking
the
land
No
job
yet,
but
the
vision
is
clear
Iβ
m
rising
above
every
shadow
and
fear
Jacob
is
coming,
the
world
gonna
see
This
is
the
path
of
the
man
I
will
be
Now
Iβ
m
in
Lusaka,
navigating
the
street
Driving
for
Yango,
feeling
the
heat
I
remember
the
days
delivering
the
food
Working
hard,
keeping
the
positive
mood
My
brother
Peter,
heβ
s
a
rider
too
Working
so
diligent,
seeing
it
through
I
pray
for
my
friend,
may
he
reach
for
the
sky
As
we
work
for
the
bread,
we
never
say
die
Iβ
ll
never
give
up,
Iβ
m
standing
my
ground
Even
when
the
silence
is
the
only
sound
From
a
student
rider
to
the
diploma
in
hand
Iβ
m
making
my
move,
Iβ
m
taking
the
land
No
job
yet,
but
the
vision
is
clear
Iβ
m
rising
above
every
shadow
and
fear
Jacob
is
coming,
the
world
gonna
see
Jacob
is
coming,
the
world
gonna
see
This
is
the
path
of
the
man
I
will
be
Itβ
s
a
long
way
home,
but
Iβ
m
steady
on
track
Looking
for
progress,
no
looking
back
From
the
Copperbelt
roots
to
the
Lusaka
light
Iβ
m
fighting
the
good
fight,
winning
the
night (
Eish,
we
keep
going!)
No
matter
the
hustle,
Iβ
m
keeping
the
pace
Running
the
race,
Iβ
m
finding
my
grace
Diploma
in
the
bag,
but
the
journey
continues
Strength
in
the
spirit,
strength
in
the
sinews
Keep
pushing,
keep
praying,
keep
moving
along
This
is
the
anthem,
the
strength
of
the
song
Iβ
ll
never
give
up,
Iβ
m
standing
my
ground
Even
when
the
silence
is
the
only
sound
From
a
student
rider
to
the
diploma
in
hand
Iβ
m
making
my
move,
Iβ
m
taking
the
land
No
job
yet,
but
the
vision
is
clear
Iβ
m
rising
above
every
shadow
and
fear
Jacob
is
coming,
the
world
gonna
see
This
is
the
path
of
the
man
I
will
be
Yeah,
Jay
Mulla
on
the
track
Peter,
we
keep
going,
my
brother
Lusaka,
we
rise
Copperbelt
to
the
world
Never
give
up,
on
God (
Sharp
sharp,
we
out)