Verse 1 Stories I can't tell Should I keep them in heart or my brain cell? Bet if I give it to the press I guarantee it'll sell About a thousand prints nowadays that's doing pretty well It gets harder when you're skin ain't fair I want to get a better job but my name ain't fair So I settle for wages like bus fares And be the roller coaster in your fun fair I will work so hard till you can't compare me to no one I will do everything in pair like Noah I believe in getting it back twice like job And for that reason I can't stop In spite of the hiccups And all of that real talk above Now I'm all about redemption songs like Bob But I'm MuRli from Togo, citizen by law That's just me Not Everybody Daddy was a refugee so I'm free I know a lot of people who’d pay to have this I pray they're still them by the time they find it When the end of the tunnel conceals an abyss I cry for the souls who die to find bliss I meet a lot of people who hate this practice Of me being Irish And I reply this Chorus I don't have to be like you I don’t have to be like you I don’t have to be like you Or look like you to be cool like you Same way You don't have to be like me You don’t have to be like me You don’t have to be like me Or act like me to be grand like me Verse 2 No Lyrics

Chorus: Run.... Something wrong Run… To the beat of the drums Run… Something wrong Run… They're coming to capture your soul Operation Apocalypto we on the run The revolution ain't been the same since Napoleon’s A few conspiracists entertaining us with opinions It’s like they're on a mission to keep the verity underground Modern days have been a nightmare Like a whole life on welfare A lifetime in a rocking chair Making moves, never getting there What's Einstein to Hiroshima? Or missionaries to my grandma? Some people revel in their dogma Many would rather revert to the old or Look to God for an apocalypse Rotwang's in the metropolis And it feels more like a necropolis Now ignorance is no longer bliss Each second of each day We slowly burning in clichés The he said and she said That's overcasting the real thing… Chorus The serious look in your face could make me a Wayans The sense of humour I got has managed to buy me a way in Now opposition is the primary reason I'm rated So long lives the revolution while I get paid Better get out of the way I got a new Formula for the kids But I can't take it coz I'm Obelix Unless it's the 1 in that case I'm Lewis Brand new Mercedes I'm rolling in I ran over the CDs to mp3 Sold a Millie with nothing but ABCD So my industry poo on your artistry I'm wishing for you to reciprocate With your followers nothing but hypocrite Trying to vindicate choices they made With a view to equivocate Killing you lyricists! Waiting on you to relax Take advantage and make you relapse Setting you back to the start of the laps Smashing your records on top of your lap... Breathe! Take a minute before you release Heed! Till the tension inside you increase Believe! Close your eyes! Feel the energy Breathe! When the lion within is unleashed Run

We never talked about love in my yard Everybody act real hard Cuh we got a lot of pain in our hearts My Daddy had been working too hard And my momma ain't the type for the vocal expressions So we guessed the best of all emotions They said she’s got a heart the size of an ocean But I didn't have a notion I just wanted my portion a little more devotion to me A few hugs would have done it for me But I had none so I gave none to no one Then it got awkward to get one Remember the first time pops said he’s proud of me It really felt like I won the lottery Around the same time I smoked my first weed To get a better feel of things around me There was smoke in the air about me Only took a few words to clear it A new seed was sowed inside me I never needed trees to be high since I'm really tryna leave it all behind me Take it as a part of history like the Vikings No more Ill feeling, I guess I took it back Without Michael Duncan John Coffey. Chorus The greener grass was on the other side So we saved the laughter for the afterlife But when I found out we were colour blind I ran the green mile, and took it back John Coffey It seems so lame to be following Jesus You can be anything but a Christian In our history many have deceived us We were colonised with religion I mean look at what they did to the children I mean pause Just a moment for the victims The repercussions of a flawed system Want to put us all in the same box since then Saying pain marks our faces and makes us family Independent of origin But when your scars go deeper than a submarine It scrapes the soul so you know it's real And we ain't curing nothing with the morphine I was stranded, feeling like an orphan I needed something more than the ordinary Same as everybody around here I'm human I sin and I'm sorry Because of my belief I ain't gotta be the enemy There are just some things that ain't for me Because of my faith, that don't mean that I'm boring I'm blameless, spotless, holy Said I'm blameless, spotless through Him In spite of my appearance, He took me back John Coffey.

What the future holds for me? What will my certifications offer me? I'm tired of the lies and the mockery Got me feeling like I'm an apostrophe A substitute for something much better If that's true then I really have a lot to read And follow the book of life to the letter And bring the words to life like letters Coz when the mic’ on I'm a icon Do it for the lost ones like Mike Brown A verse for the young ones in my hometown Blueprint for the upcoming generation I'm The Lion of the Zion of the underground Yet I'm Matthew I’m Chase and I am Jason All of my Inner city fam with the Same Difference Stick to the vision, never lose interest. I could never get too comfortable When I'm exploring all I have to do It's the end of the month and the bills are due Can I make a living out of making tunes? That fear will never knock me out I got The Lord on my side Manny Pacquiao I will overcome doubt, look beyond the cloud Be the cream of the crop, like the Irish stout Chorus Hear thee Hear thee Coz it's been too long Never got a shot but I bleed too much Hear thee Hear thee Coz it's been too long I never pulled the trigger but I kill these songs. I'm becoming very hard to please And honestly I hail from the overseas Does that mean that I've gotta put in double shifts Just to get one over on local MCs And the local MPs cannot fight for my dreams Though my mama had told me to never worry I'm horrified when I think about failure. Somebody said I'd be better off with a day job. Cuh my message ain't your of tea But I insist on buying you a drink See, I serve life in my bars Like I'm freed from doing a long time behind bars With no, records of nobody making it this far With their, body and soul, we killed it thus far It's a great escape next time we're outside Before we go south whoever calling the shots This boy's pulling up his socks I leave your live stage in a cast I put a jellyfish in your guts Only to see your mouth open in shock I really want to leave a good impression On all y'all so you can see I'm exceptionally Outstanding and profound, I am Inception It's a Rolex time for a reaction

Yo! what you crucifying me for I never meant to come across as a know-it-all I’m just a simple artist trying to do my job And I'd be eternally grateful if you could do yours I write for the people who need it or not Wishing they get to sing along for the craic or the love Usually aiming at the wounds and the cracks in their hearts Still I couldn't save the world, ain't that already done? I touched down with a clear goal But I couldn't shop my dreams in a photo 07 14 that's my timeframe Seven years under your watch then my time came Like a clock on my wrist ticking bigger times Visions of life with my story in these punch lines With rhythm So let us sing my blues in jagged edged rhymes While I'm lyrically positive like a plus sign Chill out chill out You all need chill out Life ain't all about champagnes and chinchillas Girls in the ghettos with dreams of Cinderella Hooked on a leash of the master of dope dealers Chill out chill out Y'all need to chill out Life ain't all about gold chains and gold-diggers Over in Liberia they’re still fighting Ebola why you crying for? You need a new phone? Met a father in the streets who needs a new home While his wife eulogised him as her last hope These flashbacks to reality keeping me grounded, for real Dissuading my passion to fly when the sky's open I count my blessings in numeric we don't learn in school Many reasons to stay cool I used to want to carry the hood on my back like the local monks Till I figure out my uncle was a little drunk When he told me I’d be everything he dreamed of Took me to a bar no ID but I got the picture Of the future he saw Of me being a womaniser A bartender lady kissed him showing he could have her Latest edition of his catalogue of dark adventures Misogynistically boasting he'd leave her on a stretcher Sat me down with a bottle of red 11:59 24th of that December We made a toast in remembrance of the birth of our Lord. That's the version I recounted to my mother I love In the decade that preceded all the tube galore Nothing new though, just icing on a cake I adored Sunday service we worshipping, I got flashes Infatuated by a scene out of Angela's ashes Any sign of angels wasn't me coz that was Shaggy Trapped under pressure of making the ladies love me Came out of that sentence Strengthened my defences Prayed for my repentance on-board that flight to Dublin Limerick city presented me with my own dream I'm already better than what detractors thought I would be.

Verse 1 She told me please Come along and I'll get you something to eat I said I'm flattered but I'd rather get that bite with Eve I know her story well, I'm certain coz I dug deep Plus I ain't paid for this suit and tie to take a dip I'm dressed up for a season While you dressed down for persuasion Can't you see I'm all about realness How I spit as if I caught an illness Yet my vision's always so good like I have God all over my bizness I have God Knows in my bizness So “I'm serious I'm serious” When I talk about my reservations No allusions to recreation I'm amending my situation By relying on my apprehension Better the devil you know Than the devil you don't Have a relation-ship with I got real issues With relatives on my back every time like parts of my spinal tissue With phones calls you never want to reach you Friends around you like bulletproof But they cannot protect you when they're artificial So turn that fader Clockwise so you hear me clearer No time to be looking for Hagar Rather keep faith in the midst of my nadir Verse 3 by Guide I've been waving this flag long before Knaan Champion of the tracks no wonder they thought we're Kenyans Gifted with a talent to capture moments like Canon So Its true I love myself but I haven't learned it from K. Dot Like every other man I'm constantly fighting my weakness Fighting temptation, Mrs Carter but minus the riches Music takes you to places I pray my daughter forgives me For every single second we lost when I'm in this haze No reservations, whatever she feels she expresses Got me rambling without a compass when I'm in her presence Sense of direction deserts me I'm so susceptible That's when she tries to sway me away at these festivals I'm thinking Christ figure, she's talking 6 plus Offered the Apple... Like Steve Jobs But I had my reservations, she had nothing to lose Tell her rewind my verse and find the reason I couldn't lose

Humans are liars I'm petrified by the best of them Stuck in a dark world I share the light with a bunch of them Looking into their eyes I see potential for good Reach deep into their mouths and feel their hunger for blood Some of them yearning for love But they lust for it more Sometimes inside the churches with our hands aloft While our eyes are locked behind cherie amour She's taken But yet you caught her looking And you gave her the eyes She showed you the thighs Who corrupted your mind? No one no one it's your human psyche Ride on ride on welcome to the cycle Better put on your spectacles If you wanna see this spectacle Gotta look beyond the optical The real obstacles ain't detectable Everybody out here too sceptical About everything other than the ones they know I don't ever want to be the one they know And that's wonderful coz I'm full of wonders Why they so scared of the truth I wonder… I wonder why they’re so scared of the truth Rappers are killers the music died because of them Too insensitive I'm mortified for the rest And we said goodbye to the best They commercialised their obsessions by glamorising crime and sex Amplified the effects Revolutionised how we dressed Then they made our youths heartless When they put ices on their necks MTV shoulda never played them They left our children with the venom Now they snakes in skinny jeans Making you and your mama sin Like Billie Jean Having twins From a dream With the guy on the screen And you blame it on me Coz I am an mc Tryna follow my dream And make a scene For the kids in my city Humans are sinners I'm petrified by the best of them But I am no angel I share my life with the worst of them Matter fact I'm one of the worst Couldn't find a way to hold my urge For more power I'm on that search Higher power to kill my surge Good Lord can you quench my thirst I don't want to use you to cover my dirt When the church do that that hurts. And being part of it feels like a curse But I'm patient I let you be nurse You be the judge in the courts on earth I'm thinking about Gaza, I'm thinking about the north Too many hearts broken by the hearse I'm thinking about Gaza, I'm thinking about the north Too many hearts broken by the hearse Too many hearts broken by the hearse Too many hearts broken by the hearse Can't understand us Coz we're strangers Since we're strangers ain't nobody care to stand us They can't stand us So we're strangers Because we're strangers Can nobody understand us? Humans are gorgeous I fell in love with one of them In my heart of flesh you will find hatred for none of them Paradoxical verses is just to tickle your senses This particular sentence's about to make you more nervous: Heavy artillery fuelling the hubris That's turning humans to humus To fertilise the desire to overpower the weak for the sake of greed And it won't stop Everyday we bleed But our land won't crop It's like our lands don't crop So we lift our hands up Like please don't shoot us We just need a hand so please don't kick us out... Because we're strangers