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Hold Your Head High by Street

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Hold Your Head High by Street - Afrobeat Hip-Hop Fusion music cover art

Hold Your Head High

Afrobeat Hip-Hop Fusion

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This is your favorite boy, Noble Rex, the only street lord
Born in the early 20s, I pray for my country Wey promise dey sweet from Mountain Oak End
Dem say, welcome, better life go soon land But nah, long story, same story, nah scam
EFCC, dey chase boys for junction But all gone for office, dey run foreign
function Dem dey shout, Frost off all dey same street
Wey dem take budget, pay one month fleet
This country so f**ked up, but we still dey year We dey laugh, we dey cry, we dey fight our fear
Fake promise full ground, but we still dey hope We dey hold on small light for this dark rope
This country so f**ked up, but we still dey try We dey hustle, we dey pray make we no die
Mama say, My pikin, just hold your head high For this place wey fit break you inside
Government dey show face, once in four years Share rice, share cloth, pack people tears
Dem dey teeth, dem dey wire money for Build mansion for place wey wey never see star
Boy finish school, shut talk, tie straight Fila for hand, 5am still late
Queue long pass, same month for crusade HR say, we go call you fate
This country so f**ked up, but we still dey year We dey laugh, we dey cry, we dey fight our fear
Fake promise full ground, but we still dey hope We dey hold on small light for this dark rope
This country so f**ked up, but we still dey try We dey hustle, we dey pray make we no die
Mama say, My pikin, just hold your head high For this place wey fit break you inside
Dem cars pass, but dem high tips Dem loud smoke, send nudes big grief
Still I won't make mama proud, I swear Even if the ground shake under my chair
This country so f**ked up, but we still dey year We dey laugh, we dey cry, we dey fight our fear
Fake promise full ground, but we still dey hope We dey hold on small light for this dark rope
This country so f**ked up, but we still dey try We dey hustle, we dey pray make we no die
Mama say, My pikin, just hold your head high For this place wey fit break you inside