[male
vocals] (
Soft,
echoing
palm-wine
guitar
riff
with
a
heartbeat
drum)
In
the
sun...
and
in
the
rain...
we
carry
this
box.
But
today...
we
lift
our
eyes.
The
hustle
is
hard,
but
the
victory
is
sweet.
Let
the
music
play...
for
the
strugglers,
Blakk
Pot
feel
the
heat
Sun
upon
my
shoulders,
rain
upon
my
face
Carry
this
small
box,
from
place
to
place
Hoping
for
a
shoe,
just
to
fix
it
right
For
a
little
bread,
to
make
it
through
the
night
The
load
it
is
heavy,
but
I
won't
let
it
fall
I'm
standing
tall,
answering
the
call
Chale,
keep
moving,
don't
you
ever
stop
We
grinding
for
the
gold,
we
reaching
for
the
top
Oh,
the
hustle
is
sweet,
yeah
we
feeling
the
heat
From
Nandom
to
the
world,
dancing
on
our
feet
Oyiwa,
move
your
body,
let
the
spirit
rise
Victory
is
coming,
look
into
my
eyes
Chop
life,
keep
the
vision,
keep
the
fire
bright
Everything
is
gonna
be
alright,
alright
Walking
through
the
streets,
dodging
all
the
dust
In
this
life
of
struggle,
in
the
soul
we
trust
Eii,
see
the
struggle
turning
into
shine
Step
by
step,
everything
is
gonna
be
fine
Wonim?
We
don't
settle
for
the
low
Watch
the
talent
grow,
watch
the
rhythm
flow
King
in
the
making,
yeah
we
claim
the
crown
No
matter
the
challenge,
we
never
looking
down
Oh,
the
hustle
is
sweet,
yeah
we
feeling
the
heat
From
Nandom
to
the
world,
dancing
on
our
feet
Oyiwa,
move
your
body,
let
the
spirit
rise
Victory
is
coming,
look
into
my
eyes
Chop
life,
keep
the
vision,
keep
the
fire
bright
Everything
is
gonna
be
alright,
alright
Ah
ah!
Keep
the
tempo
steady
Are
you
ready
for
the
glory?
We
already
Turning
pages,
writing
our
own
story
From
the
bottom
to
the
peak,
reflecting
all
the
glory
Independence
Square,
hear
the
people
cheer
The
finish
line
is
close,
we
got
nothing
to
fear
Yoo!
The
sweat
is
just
the
price
of
the
dream
Working
with
the
team,
flowing
like
a
stream
Keep
the
hope
alive,
let
it
overflow
Chale,
watch
the
greatness
start
to
glow
Oh,
the
hustle
is
sweet,
yeah
we
feeling
the
heat
From
Nandom
to
the
world,
dancing
on
our
feet
Oyiwa,
move
your
body,
let
the
spirit
rise
Victory
is
coming,
look
into
my
eyes
Chop
life,
keep
the
vision,
keep
the
fire
bright
Everything
is
gonna
be
alright,
alright
Everything
is
gonna
be
alright
The
hustle
is
sweet,
yeah
Chop
life,
keep
moving
Yeah,
we
rise,
Blakk
Pot (
Fade
out
with
palm-wine
guitar)