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Poverty No Be My Sickness 2 by Hueman

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Poverty No Be My Sickness 2

Afrobeat,male vocals

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Lyrics
Description
(Intro - Spoken softly by Rema)
Chai, life no easy but we dey here, no be sickness, na strength
Listen well, this one na story of fire and hope
(Chorus - Melodic with catchy syncopation)
Poverty no be my sickness, na fight we dey fight
Hope dey shine like morning light, I go rise, I go fight
No chains fit hold my spirit tight, I go dance through the night
My story no dey borrow sorrow, I go turn am to delight
(Verse 1 - Vivid imagery with metaphor)
Street corners dey whisper, tales of hunger and rain
Mama tears fall like river, but she plant seeds of gain
Papa sweat like waterfall, grinding through the pain
But inside this dry desert, hope be rain that remain
(Pre-Chorus - Unconventional rhyme and rhythm)
No be cry, no be moan, na fire dey burn for bone
I dey hustle through the storm, my spirit no go fold
Life be boxing ring, I dey stand, I dey swing
With every bruise, I rise, I sing my own song
(Chorus)
Poverty no be my sickness, na fight we dey fight
Hope dey shine like morning light, I go rise, I go fight
No chains fit hold my spirit tight, I go dance through the night
My story no dey borrow sorrow, I go turn am to delight
(Bridge - Breakdown with dynamic mood shift, softer then building)
E pain sometimes, e heavy like stone
But my heart dey beat a rhythm known
From ashes, I go build my throne
No be curse, na crown I own
(Verse 2 - More metaphor and emotional depth)
Empty plates no mean empty dreams, na hunger fuel my schemes
Broken roads na my pathways, I dey chase those bright beams
Stars no dey shine for darkness, but my light dey gleam
I go turn this struggle to a symphony, hear my scream
(Pre-Chorus)
No be cry, no be moan, na fire dey burn for bone
I dey hustle through the storm, my spirit no go fold
Life be boxing ring, I dey stand, I dey swing
With every bruise, I rise, I sing my own song
(Chorus)
Poverty no be my sickness, na fight we dey fight
Hope dey shine like morning light, I go rise, I go fight
No chains fit hold my spirit tight, I go dance through the night
My story no dey borrow sorrow, I go turn am to delight
(Outro - Gradual uplifting with layered vocals)
No be sickness, na strength, na power, na light
From the shadows, I go soar to new heights
Poverty no fit chain my soul tight
Rema dey sing truth, make future bright