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Soul King of Memories by Ezekiel

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Soul King of Memories

Afrobeat

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🎵 It's Fred Billions… Nembe soul king… of memories… Fred Billions… Nembe soul king… of memories…
When I dey sleep, who dey guard my soul? Who dey watch me? When dey night dey roll, I close my eyes
I know dey know, it's na dream be life, or life dey go
When I dey walk out, who dey behind my back? Sometimes na friend
This world get mad, this world get mad But who draw the line where we go stop at?
Dem say the world na market, yeah But who be seller, who be target?
We come, we buy, we cry, we try Still everybody dey ask why
Pressing go die, die, die, oh Rich or poor, you go still die, still die, still die
Old or young, one day we go lie, false guy, false guy Wait till we come sell, wait till we come buy, buy, buy, oh
Life be journey, but na death dey testify, testify, testify
Pressing go die, na soul, na soul Pressing go die, Fred Billions…
Children dey born, elders dey mourn From sunrise, till the night is gone
We dey chase money, we dey chase love But nothing dey show, not even breath we hold
Pastor dey preach, native man dey speak Doctor dey heal, but pressing still weak
Politician dey lie, poor man dey cry But inside grave all of us dey lie
Dem say the world na market, yeah But who dey count the profit and the casket?
We come, we trade, we fade, we try But at the end we still dey say goodbye
Pressing go die, die, die, oh Rich or poor, you go still die, still die, still die
Old or young, one day we go lie, false guy, false guy Wait till we come sell, wait till we come buy, buy, buy, oh
Life be journey, but na death dey testify, testify, testify Pressing go die, na soul, na soul Pressing go die, Fred Billions…
So love who you love now, forgive who wrong you Dance while you still get chance, time no dey wait you
No pride, no hate, no greed, if it last Cause even kings dey enter dust
Pressing go die, die, die, oh Rich or poor, you go still die, still die, still die
The mystery we know we deny So why we dey make we live wise?
Tomorrow feeds, so no reply, no reply, no reply Pressing go die, na soul, na soul Pressing go die, yeah
With Fred Billions, nembe soul king of memories