A song made by stephenugbo43
A song made by stephenugbo43
Yeah yeah... e dey pain me oh
Listen well...
Dem tell us say we free, but wetin I dey see?
Chains no dey for hand, but e dey for mind you see
Our broda dey hustle, poverty no gree am rest
White man take our culture, now we copy all the rest
From Calabar to Lagos, wahala everywhere
We build their country strong, but our own dey tear
They steal our gold and oil, leave us with the pain
Same massa different face, the game still remain
Chains still dey oh, chains still dey
We no dey for boat, but we still dey pay
They break our body then, now na our mind
But we go rise again, e go be our time (our time!)
Chains still dey oh, e choke!
See our pikin dem, no know where we from
They teach us their story, but our own don lost
Fela talk am, Bob Marley sing am too
Mental slavery na the worse type of wahala true
But see us now oh, we dey wake from sleep
From Naija to Ghana, we dey plant we seed
No more bowing down, we remember who we be
Kings and queens blood dey run for we!
Chains still dey oh, chains still dey
We no dey for boat, but we still dey pay
They break our body then, now na our mind
But we go rise again, e go be our time (our time!)
Chains still dey oh, e choke!
But we go scatter am! Omo!
Freedom dey come... I swear!