[Intro]
(Spoken, low) Yo — hear the cry of Naija, from motorpark to market
(Ad-lib) bruv, no lie — no wahala? No.
[Beat: 1-&-2-&-3-&-4-&] (Pause)
[Verse 1 — Personal Loss / Scene]
(Delivery: clipped, hard consonants; pause after commas)
See the market at midnight, stall lights flicker out
Motorpark hush, tyre smoke, shout, sirens roundabout
Mama call Chiamaka, name gone-for-good — gone quiet (ah)
Bullet hole in the door, prayer notes stuck to the gate (pause)
Bandits on the highway, midnight roadblock, torch glare
Kidnap van move silent, pikin cry cut through the air
Oga say keep your head low, bruv say keep your phone dead
But the feed keep loading names, photos floatin' in my head
(Ad-lib: "Noo — nah")
[Chorus — Hook (short, repeatable cry)]
Naija cry, no go die (x2) (Call: "No go die" / Response: "Naija cry")
We go rise, we go try (x2) (Ad-lib: "We nah lie")
[Verse 2 — Community Call / Diaspora View]
(Delivery: half-spit, fast pockets; sprinkle UK slang)
From Surulere to Peckham, mandem feel the peak (peak)
London bruv block, aunty cry on FaceTime, speak weak
Ibrahim name in headlines, gone before the morning prayer
Mama drop, hands folded, neighbors bring jollof and stares
Wetin dey happen? They ask, wahala choke the street
Every motorpark story got a scar, every taxi seat meets grief
Madd ting when you walk past the checkpoint, gun smoke taste the air
But we still dey hustle, hustle hard — no quit, fam, no fear
(Ad-lib: "keep pushin'", "no wahala")
[Chorus — Hook]
Naija cry, no go die (x3)
We go rise, we go try (x2) (Ad-lib: "We go rise")
[Bridge — Rising Call, UK/Nigeria fusion]
From Aba hustle to the streets of Peckham, we dey shout (shout)
"No more terror, no more weapon," bruv say hold out (hold out)
Mama say make we pray, papa say make we steady (steady)
Streets cry for peace, mandem say make we ready (ready)
(Flow notes: pause on "steady", push on "ready" — add background choir: "No go die")
(Ad-lib: "bruv — fam — no more")
[Verse 3 — Escalate: personal → communal → vow]
(Delivery: fierce then soft, then vow; internal rhymes, multi-syllabic)
I lost my cousin on a midnight roadblock, name Ibrahim on the wall
Left a plate of amala cold, kids in the compound still call
We put candles at the motorpark, prayers for the gone-for-good
Neighbors lock doors tighter, but we stand up where we should
From ogas to small boys, from big men to the babe
We gather on the corner, shout the names that grief made
This is not a headline — it's a heartbeat under skin
We vow: no more silent, we rise, we push back, we win
(Ad-lib: "stand up" / "remember")
[Chorus — Hook (heightened)]
Naija cry, no go die (x4) (cut to half-time on last repeat)
We go rise, we go try (x2) (Response: "No go lie")
[Outro — Resilient Vow + Closing Couplet]
(Soft then building) We lock our hands, from Lagos to London town
From motorpark light to market stall — we hold the ground
(Closing couplet: answer the chorus)
If they think our cry will fade, dem never feel our fire
Na'
