[Intro]
Ololade mi Aşakę
Tune in to the King of Sounds and Blues
[Refrain]
Twenty-three, twenty-four
Şebi I tell dem before
Make dem stop to dey f’ẹnu fo
‘Şe l’aye n yi
Iwọ gbọn gbọn
It dey turn turn
Bi Revolver Mag .44
Tell me what Oluwa can’t do
Me I no skedaddle
Tell me what Oluwa no fit handle
Jẹ’n gbadun l’o ma gbadun
Oya, kan tan candle
Dem small, Shatta Bandle
[Chorus]
Walking poetry, I am greater
I’m the work of art, basquiat
Na gaskia
Owo at’alafia
L’awa n wa
Not time for drama o
Walking poetry, I am greater
I’m the work of art, basquiat
Na gaskia
Owo at’alafia
Lawa n wa
Not time for drama o
[Verse]
El Chapo, emi ni
Ebenezer Obey the Commander, emi ni
Capone, Capo de Tutti, emi ni
I’m on one
Won o ri’ru ginger t’emi ri
I’m guilty
If dem see my swag, it dey kill
I no go appeal
Know it’s hard to swallow the pill
Tell Nojim, tell Raheem
May you tell Wakeel
Shout out to my Sphinx, my mama, na she be my queen
Ogbor
Tal’o b’ọmọgọ?
Tani Ugor t’o n wu bo?
A maa kọ
No dey fuck up!
O l’ókó, oò mọ’nkọ
Wọn ni irọ ko
Emi l’ọmọ tan fi n yangan, ye
All eyes on me bi ti 2 Pac
See, I too bad
You go feel am like kolos, two drags
I no dey buga, I be cool cat
Never lose guard
Can’t catch the wave with a durag
Studying me, it’s an honor, ję’un lo
I get many pages like Songs of Solomon
L’ọla Anobi Muhammad
Ko ni wa’lẹ lai lai till we reach al Jana
[Refrain]
Twenty-three, twenty-four
Şebi I tell dem before
Make dem stop to dey f’ẹnu fo
Şe l’aye n yi
Iwọ gbọn gbọn
It dey turn turn
Bi Revolver Mag .44
Tell me what Oluwa can’t do
Me I no skedaddle
Tell me what Oluwa no fit handle
Jẹ’n gbadun l’o ma gbadun
Oya, kan tan candle
Dem small, Shatta Bandle
[Chorus]
Walking poetry, I am greater
I’m a work of art, basquiat
Na gaskia
Owo at’alafia
L’awa n wa
Not time for drama o
Walking poetry, I am greater
I’m a work of art, basquiat
Na gaskia
Owo at’alafia
Lawa n wa
Not time for drama o
[Outro]
El Chapo, emi ni
Ebenezer Obey the Commander, emi ni
Capone, Capo de Tutti, emi ni
I’m on one
Won o ri’ru ginger t’emi ri
I’m guilty
If dem see my swag, it dey kill
I no go appeal
Know it’s hard to swallow the pill