Verse 1: Oiay, efusa, say Ibo man to me Rasta messenger you're welcome Oiay efusa, say Ibo man to me Rasta messenger no problem Chorus: Lagos Jump, Lagos jumping Lagos Jump, Lagos jumping Verse 2: Hanging out in Aba, just like hometown Roast yam palmwine only two Naira Met a beautiful girl from Kasse from Ife She was jamming in her bronze and her silver doing the… Chorus: Lagos Jump, Lagos jumping Lagos Jump, Lagos jumping Verse 3: Sitting on the banks of Colonia Remembering the times in Nigeria Ibo man said to me, ikechukwu Should have seen him inna di riddim jumping….. Chorus: Lagos Jump, Lagos jumping Lagos Jump, Lagos jumping Verse 4: Oiay, efusa, say Ibo man to me Rasta messenger you're welcome Oiay efusa, say Ibo man to me Rasta messenger no problem Chorus: Lagos Jump, Lagos jumping Lagos Jump, Lagos jumping

Verse 1: Hallelujah yeah we’re here 2 rock it Come n’ join the prophets fuck the profits We’ll be hitting raw fists work this tuffest illest turn this up No dream no work that’s the way we’re growing up Now they claim we’re hanging tuff labelled thugs Using words for the worst make me wanna bust loose Infuse the dead with facts n’ tracks bass n’ raps N’ Graffs n’ tags racing back with lunched attacks In mega watts we’re here 2 blast the pressure off Yeah what’s up How come we can’t represent the dreadies n’ the yardies in the club, word Chorus: Saturday night looking good in your suits Feeling the heat so you gotta busta loose Bounce on the street you’re the king of the club Do the rub-a-dub man show me what you got Dance, dance, dance: dance to my boogie Dance, dance, dance: dance to my boogie Dance, dance, dance: dance to my boogie Dance, dance, dance Verse 2: When the boogie vex n’ di eye red with the bomb sess Condensed with blood n’ stress, yes then you best open doors Or you risk broken jaws if you eye me with a floss n’ you trying 2 play boss There’s an effect in cause when a brothers insecurity be messing up the unity Looking down at me be claiming some authority What a dog on a leash supposed to be sin Snap for some meat bark with no teeth Fall in the pit n’ watch us repeat what we did 2 Bag-O-Wire Dem Garvey betrayer system informer be heading for fire Jah Chorus: Saturday night looking good in your suits Feeling the heat so you gotta busta loose Bounce on the street you’re the king of the club Do the rub-a-dub man show me what you got Dance, dance, dance: dance to my boogie Dance, dance, dance: dance to my boogie Dance, dance, dance: dance to my boogie Dance, dance, dance Bridge: When the vibe is right n’ the DJ tight Then you know it’s time 2 party (X4) Chorus: Dance, dance, dance, dance to my boogie Dance, dance, dance, dance to my boogie Dance, dance, dance, dance to my boogie Dance, dance, dance

Verse 1: Learn how fi read and write and your future shall be bright Learn how fi read and write and your future shall be Inna the roots of the Djelly we no need no Oxford study Dem born we fi oppose di with lyrical potency Ask we an then we hafi tell it Force we then you get the opposite Like ebi n' pa mi : that a hunger a catch we E fun wa l’odu: that a fun fi di posse Man mi long time we no see Chorus: No more no vernacular teacher no teach me nonsense Verse 2: I am so proud of my African features And the blessings of many tongues Hey now lend me your ear Give the youngster a reason To read and to write To take over now See time has changed us all And yes those days are gone let’s celebrate Chorus: No more no vernacular Teacher no teach me nonsense Verse 3: Gave me a language forced me not to speak tongue in my own dialect, Intellect Trace my roots down to ancient Egypt D.N.A of the mighty Menelik Ain’t no one gonna tell me that my language ain’t pure War, is what i wage against my people moving round in colonial circles Mentality of inferior complex, complexion, damn information How many time must we bleach our skin? Walk American, talk European? Whatz up, whatz up? Noting dey down Took your English and broke it in pieces Reinterpret, rearranged it Put some African to make it all lively Bridge: Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Go down now and shake your thing Chorus: No more no vernacular Teacher no teach me nonsense

Verse 1: I heard about an old time alchemist In ancient land too far to be seen With the eyes of any living creature or human being Covered up in clouds of swallowed dreams Humble yourself and open up within let your light shine properly [Verse 1: Ade Bantu] As the soul catch fire And them Babylonians pay for dem wicked ways We retreat from the craze Heading down south for the place Where the spirits gaze n’ the soul meditates Elevates metaphysical states Beyond the heard, seen and was There is a LOVE reinforced in the ways of GODS Man’s gotta overstand to plough the land Make it all happen with a strike of hand Creatively visualise a new paradise Go beyond the victimised victims people Destroy the evil Chorus: Omowalé k’emi re le bale F’okan sibi t’aye dun Je ki ileri bosi o Omowalé k’emi re le bale F’okan sibi t’aiye dun Je ki ileri bosi o Iré... Iré... Verse 2: On the camels back i rode through the sinking sand With my bare feet i walked on your wasted land With my God given hands i began to plant Only joy n’ happiness in command [Verse 2: Ade Bantu] Stressed out expressions all written on their face The way they carry body and mind shows low grace Laid to rest, laid to waste, they count their days Imprisoned promises harbouring broken dreams It’s the shadow of self in search of wealth Men knowing fully well they’ve marked their graves There’s no escape slaving n’ clocking Hunched back labouring As long as denying is the basis of surviving We’ll miss mothers calling ancestors warning Multiple choice unified as one voice It’s BANTU & Djoloff here to bring the noise Chorus: Omowalé k’emi re le bale F’okan sibi t’aye dun Je ki ileri bosi o Omowalé k’emi re le bale F’okan sibi t’aiye dun Je ki ileri bosi o Iré – alafia Iré- Ayo pupo Omowalé k’emi re le bale F’okan sibi t’aye dun Je ki ileri bosi o Omowalé k’emi re le bale F’okan sibi t’aiye dun Je ki ileri bosi o

Verse 1: As hiphop’s getting sober and the righteous taking over Watch the system start to stagger While we wake them from the coma Truth be working undercover While the air be getting thinner For the downpressor man and dem slave trader For too long we’ve been silent in the mist of the serpent Nodding on in agreement While they fling a white garment It’s evident Check what they did to ancient Kemet The way they robbed the Blackman of his very own achievement There must be something deep be crawling in their sleep No wonder they be killing anyone who dared to speak Yeah Lumumba, Nkrumah, Sankara, Fela We’ve sacrificed our best to the arrogant West Chorus: Add, subtract we multiply I belong to a race that refuse to die Verse 2: Born survivors mystic healers We’ll be stroking mother earth Making sure that our people understand what they’re worth Immunise against the pain for the battles yet fought Get the hardware straight for the programme to work It’s crucial for us to brake away from the shackles Realising our potential is quintessential Get up my people celebrate who you are For we ain’t gone this far to give up, nah, nah There’s an African renaissance taking over here Hear the message ring clear Feel it blow in the air As mind’s being prepared for the ultimate cause A unified Africa with open doors Chorus: Add, subtract we multiply I belong to a race that refuse to die Verse 3: Si te acongoja el dolor No, no le dejes si no es amor Y cuando suena el tambor Son tus reices si senor

Verse 1: As I trek into the twilight of uncertainty Exiting to become a celebrity with some dignity Wanting to recover from self-pity injuries Where fakers make enquiries dissecting personalities I stare at a stranger claiming to be me As the wealth of experience embedded in time Leave me hunting for a dope rhyme In half time to come shine and get mine fine The centre looking for the middle Shadows dancing to the fiddle God running from the people Good turned into the cripple Exile packaged with the blues While I await the dawn to return to my roots I reminisce of all the wasted time and our youths Chorus Ilé Ono jin o it’s a long long way from Ilé Ono jin o it’s a long long way from Ile Verse 2: Mother I ask will you still open your arms to the prodigal son The long gone lost one hasn’t damage been done? Shit I’m feening for the sun The smell from your pots the red of your earth The smile of our gods your wisdom in words It’s the way you savour life to the fullest Your hospitality got me running for your breast No contest yo Africa you’re forever the best! Say no matter what they say and no matter what they do I will keep on loving you sticking tight like glue You’re my one and only beau my harbour and my anchor Whenever I’m depressed sad and blue Chorus Ilé Ono jin o it’s a long long way from Ilé Ono jin o it’s a long long way from Ile Gotta move on gotta move on – ilé Ilé Ono jin o it’s a long long way from ilé Ilé Ono jin o it’s a long long way from ilé

Intro: Freedom is a must it’s time to liberate the mind Inject the spirit with the truth! Abami Eda i salute you, Orisha Chorus: Temperature’s boiling nah weep no mourning Dem cannot stop di youth from claiming what’s been stolen Temperature’s boiling Lumumba’s calling Dem cannot stop di youth from claiming what’s been stolen Verse 1: Too many time di youth dem a cool den no spark Listenin’ to di grumble while di Schilly dem a bark Say dem talk about di boat full wan send us back Germany can take it no more dem a chant But fire pon di Landtag & di wicked dem All di silent hypocrites better ready fi di hell A mi face you go see pon di bottom a di well When di vex start swell an you hear bomb shell Know di flushing a coming caus di shit a too smell Double stand Apartheid we nah gree fi dat An dem racial profiling jus because we black We nah gree to dem second class citizen format No more magistrate & detention tour No more Residence Obligation Law No more refugee concentration camp No more food stamp to downpress di poor Chorus: Temperature’s boiling nah weep no mourning Dem cannot stop di youth from claiming what’s been stolen Temperature’s boiling Lumumba’s calling Dem cannot stop di youth from claiming what’s been stolen Verse 2: A who raid mi continent without a visa Wit a lavish appetite fi mi wealth & mi sister Mister now you wan ask fi mi paper? That a insult think you fit mock we proper? Scavengers of Africa, colonial Mafia Thunder pon dem Bismarck, Henry Sanford King Leopold and dem pussy first world Can hide di truth when di truth evident See dem over confident think it all permanent Time a turning turbulent leaders living opulent Shitstem all fraudulent so we bring ting to an end Every day fi di tief but one day fi di owner Clear road fi di question make it come jam di answer Belgium hafi talk about di killing of Lumumba Di crippling & the maiming of di Congolese for rubber Killings in Rwanda Concessions in Katanga Chorus: Temperature’s boiling nah weep no mourning Dem cannot stop di youth from claiming what’s been stolen Temperature’s boiling Lumumba’s calling Dem cannot stop di youth from claiming what’s been stolen Verse 3: And we think of the days that we still have to face Yet another discrimination And they call it the land of Zanj And they say it’s a no man’s land Well a fool is always recognised best from the other Why must we hate and hurt each other, why? Chorus: Temperature’s boiling nah weep no mourning Dem cannot stop di youth from claiming what’s been stolen Temperature’s boiling Lumumba’s calling Dem cannot stop di youth from claiming what’s been stolen

Verse 1: Dem a bad to di bone Satan dem clone Man no get conscience dem blackheart a cold See di way dem trick di sufferer wit dem blindfold So my sold out yo Bantu must shout Educate dem brethren dat fill up with Stout Say it’s time fi simmer down sober up now Too may fly a dance around disturbing cow See dem play with reasoning while elders dem bow What a happen to di days of di glorious Mau-Mau’s When di warriors rise up from bondage wit a vow Never will a man curtail dem freedom If dem ever should dare then dem feel di storm Of a people dat a rush down holding dem gun Ready to defend dem right as a human Right over wrong you know the song Fling up unno lighter time fi burn Chorus: Dem a cemetery duppy copy Watchout, watchout Cash n’ carry revolutionary Watchout, watchout Military gangster lobby Watchout, watchout Traders of we people agony Y’all watchout, watchout Verse 2: Pyramids and kingdoms dem build on di back an di toil of di sufferers Higher, higher Dat a why i & i commoner refuse to celebrate any empire Drum beaters investigate before you celebrate Operate in a quest fi di truth like a likkle youth I man hafi call name in dis dem power game Time fi stone dem wit shame Aim 35 years Eyadema Togo president in power See di way him dribble constitution, rig election Intimidate any form of opposition Nuff man a look down the muzzle of a gun Turn to Nigeria problems gwan Tings still di same since di days of Gowon Army officers and dem coup d’etas Penkelemesi politricians wit big cars All dem wann do is dig deep oil money Never satisfied till we treasury a empty Then dem look innocent an say dem no know Where 55 billion Dollars run go Pull calculator inject di number Ten you have di answer why Blackman dey suffer Chorus: Dem a cemetery duppy copy Watchout, watchout Cash n’ carry revolutionary Watchout, watchout Military gangster lobby Watchout, watchout Traders of we people agony Y’all watchout, watchout Verse 3: Dem go start war in di name of we people Revolutionary council a dem new name an’ title Dem go claim say dem hol gun fi mash down corruption Changedi government and dem fake institution Recruiting children as soldier fi di battle Innocent souls dem force to do evil Conflict generals a tuning new diamond merchants Every advancement are a new mining plant Cash blood democrazy that a dem currency Bad man wey hold gun no give no apology Di burning an di raping an di looting sweet dem pass Times a crucial can’t be partial Know your enemies an observe dem ways Say we can leave di idiot leaders to dictate di pace Saro Wiwa and Nkrumah turning in dem graves So beat di drums gather we best Each one must teach one no time fi rest Can’t rest, can’t rest, can't rest Chorus: Dem a cemetery duppy copy Watchout, watchout Cash n’ carry revolutionary Watchout, watchout Military gangster lobby Watchout, watchout Traders of we people agony Y’all watchout, watchout

Intro: Too many suckers be taking over airwave We ain’t going out like that no more good tings are gwan Verse 1: Ade Bantu Turn your JVC sets pull down your Kangols 3 stripes 2 strikes back to the barrio in stereo When an MC used to flow and the crowd went: YO! All nostalgic in my rap clique selected pick of those prepared to stick and flip watch your step shit you might slip too many Jezebels in this industry got you all pussywhipped [Verse 1: Sami Sossa] Von Fatcap stack über die Briefpost bis ins Internet Steckt hinter jeder Nachricht ne Botschaft So lange das Boot bis ans andere Ufer schafft Viele gingen los doch kamen nie an Viele gingen hoch doch fielen im Schlamm Sie suchten Diamanten zwischen Häusern und Ampeln Sie wollten alles haben doch versackten im Graben Chorus: How many MC’S wanna eat dust? Wanna test us? EASY! Verse 2: Too much cash but not enough flows Too many ice wearing Negroes refusing to grow Another invasion of the microphone Testosterone Ego clone and there’s only one antidote take note [Verse 2: Sami Sossa] Aus den Teilen der Baß Drum die Höhe der High hats Ging von dort high heads wie gogo gadgets Auf den Weg ins Land der Tausend Quoten Doch außer dicke scheiße kriegt Mann nichts geboten [Verse 2: Must have had too much Becks you wann flex Contest 256 Irunmoles it’s like munching on Asbest Sami, Adegoke, Abi we be the holy trinity a.k.a. the best The best, the best [Verse 2: Sami Sossa] Jacke an Fuß raus Kopf hoch und los geht’s Zwischen Häuser Schluchten in Stadtbuchten Höre ich meine bleibenden leidenden Schluchzen Also mach den Arsch zu bevor die großen fortzen Chorus: How many MC’S wanna eat dust? Wanna test us? EASY Verse 3: Come take ya dis from the lyrical whiz I see nuff MC’s who make I man... Rookies fi dis a di damn business Articulate mi vex if dem nah pay respect Unto the earthly Godliness in words that manifest To uplift the earth from the stress That’s why no man can come control we terri Dem never know we so bad an so angry You just can argue wit we Chorus: How many MC’S wanna eat dust? Wanna test us? EASY You can’t test we no ( X4 ) How many MC’S wanna eat dust? Wanna test us? EASY

Chorus: Blood a go run if justice nah come You cannot disrespect the image of the sun Verse 1: Dem think dem fit attack we fi di kick an di fun Well fascist be warned , Bantu nah run Nah pardon di Skins cas we ready fi di action Dis we complexion provoke di confrontation Call out ya gang man Boy, It a go go down like Brixton Hoi, self-defence-retaliation Wohi, we nah condone no downpression I & I refuse ta be di victim Of this madness in a world of temptation Deliver us o God from this dispensation Chorus: Blood a go run if justice nah come You cannot disrespect the image of the sun Verse 2: After polluting the airwaves in my kingdom Now I’m forced to move against your retribution I remind you of your fear when you heard about the firstborn The one who will fight you till submission Power shall generate no fear to eliminate Reach out for HIS gate with the love we create I see a resurrecting state in a world of change Uplifting mankind to a higher state Chorus: Blood a go run if justice nah come You cannot disrespect the image of the sun Verse 3: I‘ve been given the right to choose my destiny To enjoy the gift of life to be free I‘m living in a bigot world murder hypocrisy Man subjected to tragedy Chorus: Blood a go run if justice nah come You cannot disrespect the image of the sun Verse 4: Wise up youthman it’s time fi analyse Who di heroes, who di terrorist and who dem call di spies Nah disguise realise there’s a pattern in dem lies From the way dem twist dem word till man get victimised There’s a shitstem in dem plan undermining everyone Put di fire in dem pan now dem wonder why it burn High! see the flames are getting higher We nah retire never tire Comfort dey under table see we mash dem with treble N’ we flog dem wit di bass, Boniface burn ihm face Cause him never change him ways Watch di sign of we time b/4 it gets late Verse 5: Let it be our turn, turn Cannot hurt become immuned used like a tool Now the choice is up to you Decide or deny Decept or defy Chorus: Blood a go run if justice nah come You cannot disrespect the image of the sun

Chorus: Me, you and the moonlight You, me and the moonlight Me, you and the moonlight You me and the moonlight Verse 1: It’s been a long time but still I have you on my mind It’s been quite a while now I need you by my side Your elegant style when we dine on the candle light Makes me feel fine that’s why my heart has to emphasise On... Chorus: Me, you and the moonlight You, me and the moonlight Me, you and the moonlight You me and the moonlight Verse 2: Run come take over me I am yours and I am glad to be The entrepreneur of your wildest fantasy Let’s sail through clouds of eternity Evaporating sweat from my body Condensing into energy [Verse 2: Sonia Kaitesi] Gyrate your hips boy I wanna taste your lips Move on closer lover we belong together I need you as my cover you and me forever Yeah boy I’m addicted to your love And it’s taking over me mad sensuality Come play with me, come play with me Hide I’ll seek, hide I’ll seek Come play with me, come play with me Chorus: Me, you and the moonlight You, me and the moonlight Me, you and the moonlight You me and the moonlight Verse 3: Don’t stop your loving- don’t stop your kissing Don’t stop your hugging- don’t stop your caring Don’t stop your loving- don’t stop your hugging Don’t stop your kissing- don’t stop, don’t stop baby Baby don’t stop- i wouldn’t stop Chorus: Me, you and the moonlight You, me and the moonlight Me, you and the moonlight You me and the moonlight