Soul Is Heavy

Verse 1 Naija in the loud and roudy of my world There is a secret place where I find myself Can I find you? Biafra, the noise of horns of thirsty nigerians Of hustlers, of mothers confront me as I walk pass Lagos, in prayer contemplation, like a ghost I feel the sorrow of a many Still I do not know how much pain it takes Naija, I walk the island, I walk the mainland I see diversity, I smell capacity but still we suffer, why? Chorus I am, the voice of Isaac Boro, I speak Ken Saro Wiwa I am, the spirit of Jaja of Opobo Fight for right, for our freedom You? A power hungry class of army arrangements Stealing money in my country’s plight A soldier pretending to be a politician You teacher who no nothing do not teach Me lies Verse 2 Naija, generators wake from my self pity No time to waste like okana, really hits Naija, for too long we have surrendered To the ignorance of ourself defense in you We have failed America, how far must we walk in calamity in suppression How long would take for you to love Naija As I sit here I want to live There are so many plans for you but still I can’t deliver Chorus Bridge Stealing money, in my country’s plight You’re stealing money in my country’s plight Verse 3 Great mother my respect for you is in depht My fear od death for you might kill me Fallen lucifer, percieve wahala As we embrace you with change You stay selfish fundamental Black Africa, we still survive We still will rise for the world needs us to be America? This soul is heavy, the little you have left to me I charge to function in your madness I am… in your madness Chorus x2