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Yeah
 My life
 My story
 This is me
 Young lion
 Heart of a mayor
 Major player in the city of naira paper
 We say prayers five times a day
 So our hearts hate Satan til our dying day
 He came from a family of plenty brothers
 Who showed him the ropes about life in this joke
 Next week heading to a new leaf
 Flying overseas to make p's for his family
 To migrate is innate
 When poverty is at your door
 Ready to immigrate
 So he said his goodbyes
 Wishing he never told lies
 Plans to survive with a baby on arrive
 Young love never ends fair
 Mothering a great seed he had put there
 Foluke, fair skin with black and brown hair
 Family of Christians ready for warfare
 She was only 19
 Plenty dreams
 To share her views
 A young black queen
 Fear of bringing shame to her family
 Imagine this
 The daughter of preacher,
 Forbidden to give birth in the manger
 Now their French Nigerians,
 Speaking 'Je la vu' with no experience
 Time to be vigilant;
 No one gives a toss about your immigrants
 Impotence
 We all stray from deliverance
 Minutes tense
 I'm getting bigger in this dark room
 Only advice from god was to stay true
 And get money like a typhoon
 Back outside to this jungle
 The promise land is a hustle
 Far from humble
 Constant hustle
 Working cleaner in a hostel
 Ishola will never pick up no tissue
 He know the street well
 Like a referee official
 Getting money,
 Smoking weed with his people
 Fuck the police and weasels
 Government officials,
 Waving their legal pistols at your crystals
 Life in the UK as an immagray
 I'm juggling four jobs just to get paid
 So what's the attraction??
 Is it my time
 oya start the contractions
 God told me life's like a abortion
 So whatever I do choose action
 Meanwhile Foluke's in distress
 Stressing
 Wondering why her son aint delivered yet
 She spent twenty hours in labor!
 It takes time for the arrival of a saviour
 Fulfilled the prophecy of Jeremiah
 Here comes the destroyer
 Son of a Zion solder
 Solo trooper,
 Picked up the mic sober
 Left it lean
 And when my dad left
 I knew I had to chase the dream
 Chase the dream
 I saw
 Colder nights
 And colder mornings
 Going to
 School with 30p for spending
 So I
 Stole some donuts,
 Sold em to teachers
 So I could
 Buy my favourite pair of sneakers
 I never
 Failed exams
 I had to pass
 Then I
 Found myself in Uni fast
 I remember
 How slow the fast days were
 Picture this
 Imaginary as I strike a theory
 Poetically imagined like a fairy
 He who laid eyes,
 Forgot that text lied
 Even I was led astray
 Blinded by the rules I obeyed
 If eternally guilty is our souls
 We chasing what we think is the goal
 That's all we know,
 That's all we see
 Before I die I leave you with my memories
 In this city of hope fools
 But when hope falls
 They lose sight of perception
 No moral sense of affection
 Life in the west side
 To what extent can I express what's inside?
 Without being given a label
 From the cradle to the boss
 I shall fear no boss
 For thy is the kingdom,
 Power and glory
 Lend me your ears
 Let me tell you my story
 Like a beggar at the feet of Jesus
 When grace began
 Born to sin
 They don't like my accent
 They said I couldn't rap like I do
 What the hell have I done!
 I ran with my own style in this marathon
 Half of these school boys couldn't last
 Twenty minutes in my dissertation
 Swore never to live my life serving no creation
 We are all the same in Egypt
 The way I see it
 If we are all ghosts in the land of freedom
 Then I put myself in my dad's shoes
 So I could understand his mind fuse
 A part of me wanted to get to know the dude
 Honor thy father,
 But male pride could be a killer
 A murderer
 In the eyes of progress
 And I do all I know best
 Life in the west
 Do all I know best
 Life in the west
 Do all I know best
 Life in the west
 Do all I know best
 Do all I know best
 Life in the west