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From the Ghetto I Rise by money

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From the Ghetto I Rise

Afrobeat

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Oh mama say, life no easy oh
Wake up to rooster, no alarm tone Crack ceiling but I call am home
Empty pot sing like broken drum And my smile say my son better days go come
Slippers tear, dust on my feet Hunger dey knock but I no admit defeat
Rain dey enter through zinc wey bend But my small prayer dey rise like incense
Dey boy dem laugh say I too dream big But not big dream fi change more kid
Pocket dry like a hammer town breeze Still I carry hope like royal beans
I no get gold, I no get chain But I get fire within my vein
Tears fall down but I no shame One day the world go sabi my name
From the ghetto wey I stand With empty pocket open hand
G oversee me understand I be poor but rich for plan
Dust on my shoes, pain in my chest Still I dey fight, I no go rest
Sun go shine on me someday My nights no fi last always
Candle light be my electricity Dark room but I get big vision clarity
Book pages worn like my old jeans But knowledge dey grow in between
Friends dey hustle for daily bread Some lose hope, some dumb misled
Street too loud, temptation strong But I dey hold faith like my only son
Mama hand rough from market stall Papa picture hang for war
He say son be better than me Even when poverty lock dey key
I no get gold, I no get chain But I get fire within my vein
Sweat and prayer mix like rain My suffering no be in vain
From the ghetto wey I stand With empty pocket open hand
G oversee me understand I be poor but rich for plan
Dust on my shoes, pain in my chest Still I dey fight, I no go rest
Sun go shine on me someday My nights no fi last always
If you see me smile No mean say I no cry
Some nights I ask God why But deep inside I hear him say
Your story go inspire one day So I walk through fire, no retreat
Even barefoot on hot concrete My crown no show but it dey wait
For the boy we survive this fate
From the ghetto I rise again Through the loss and through the pain
Poor today but tomorrow reign My hustle go break every chain
Dust on my shoes, head to sky Tears dry but I still dey try
Remember my name when I fly The poor boy with wings wey I
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