1. |
#DEGM (feat. Samflow)
04:05
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[Verse 1: Plasthic Slash]
He tied the knot, soon got the end of his tether
Now there’s a tug of war for some percent of his cheddar
Walking a tight rope, she sure skip with kids and property
Unathletic, she only jumped the broom to ease her poverty
Big dude that wrestle niggas like Bam Bam do
Plus he could throw hands and legs like Van Damme’s crew
Recall when they had a fight and him land am two
And that knot they tied looking like a hangman’s noose
She a hoe with schemes or so it seems
No one cares that she gave up her own hopes and dreams
She got roped in by the culture plus mummy was so broke
The alimony? They’re saying it’s money for old rope
When he cuffed her, she was hoping on Stockholm Syndrome
That things would get heavenly like God’s own kingdom
But love never blossomed, Cupid savage as well
Even for a match made in heaven, truly marriage is hell
[Hook: Samflow]
Don't even think about it
Don't ever get married
Once you do, it's already too late
[Verse 2: Plasthic Slash]
We were closer when we weren’t stuck together
Open relationship where we could fuck whomever
Used to kiss the sky, flyness that ruffled feathers
Now we misty-eyed from all what we’ve weathered
We said I do to a young outspoken preacher
Quoting scriptures, our album holds his picture
Love boat sinking, I should be coasting with ya
I ain’t crying over spilt milk but the broken pitcher
For better for worse, forever a curse
If I had my druthers, weddings would never occur
Muttered at the altar, should have never uttered a word
It's got me by the throat like when I slaughter a bird
Asking ourselves, “Should we say so long or go on?”
Happily married is an oxymoron
We could go from acting like we were forced to be parents
To spinning yarns, airing dirty linen at custody hearings
[Hook: Samflow]
Don't even think about it
Don't ever get married
Once you do, it's already too late
[Outro: Samflow]
'Cause when you do
It's too late to turn back
Too late to turn the hands of time
No no no
So don't do it, don't do it
Oh
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[Verse 1: Plasthic Slash]
What came first, the chicken or the egg?
Who should run this earth, the living or the dead?
We take cues from a pool of dudes who didn’t know better
When we should be racking our brains to change the old era
Gender equality, let it shape the zeitgeist
Women ain’t property, terminate the bride price
Scrap traditions that disinherits your daughters
And see many more become seasoned medics or lawyers
First class graduate, first class plane tickets
But a second class citizen when she pays visits
Some forced to prostitution, at the mercy of pimps
Let bias in the constitution be the first we amend
On my side of the fence, I can see it’s greener
Beat a man it’s a felony, beat a woman it’s a misdemeanor
Damn! This needs more time than a sixteen takes
'cause most need a learning curve 'fore they can think straight
[Bridge: Samflow]
Let’s go for it, we’re all stakeholders in this
It got to be, cannot run away from it
What is good for him should be also good for her
Gotta find a way to get that, gotta find that way together
[Hook: Samflow]
Let’s get started, prejudice against our women’s crazy
Sadly, we all see examples of it daily
Largely, the bias against our woman’s crazy
Stop it, what we should do, should do, ay!
[Verse 2: Roth B The Maverick]
Why does a woman, fight for her gender equality?
Varying motives, no agenda equality
For one, she's against the misogynists
Another was ditched, jilted, and she's been hurting since
Feelings caused a lot of ill response
Righteous anger on the match with the fury of being scorned
Strength in numbers made a case for improvement
But the love for progress brought hate to the movement
Halt! What they raising up, you see, are red flags
Brazilian butt lift, shaping up to be a set back
Would be fucked up to cut short a just cause
Just 'cos your love was crushed up and brushed off
Some just want less consequences for cheating
But some really want a set of better conditions
What's good for a gander is good for the goose?
When what's good for Amanda, na cruise for Uju
[Bridge: Samflow]
Let’s go for it, we’re all stakeholders in this
It got to be, cannot run away from it
What is good for him should be also good for her
Gotta find a way to get that, gotta find that way together
[Hook: Samflow]
Let’s get started, prejudice against our women’s crazy
Sadly, we all see examples of it daily
Largely, the bias against our woman’s crazy
Stop it, what we should do, should do, ay!
[Outro: Roth B The Maverick]
In this sense, equality is not mathematical
But no one is greater than, no one is less than
We are all equal to
You and I, she and he, we and them
We are one team, though we play different sides of the pitch, different positions
We are one team, never forget that
Be your brother's keeper but also your sister's defender
We are all equal to. Love
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[Verse 1: Plasthic Slash]
Naija’s issues will have you slugging brandy to brain
Till you’re shitfaced like Andy Dufresne
Incompetence is rooted in our federal character
The current president is its general avatar
Downsizing happens everyday
It costs an arm and a leg to get severance pay
Bros take sides while the whole place dies
The irony of these cowards telling bold-faced lies
Defending herdsmen when we know them evil
Invaded Tuface’s state, killed innocent people
Politics a dirty game like mud wrestling
That’s a fact not just what I’m suggesting
They rob us blind like a drapery heist
Then rapidly burn bread not the bakery type
You still expecting change? No be today
They’ve turned their backs on us like brides about to throw the bouquet
[Hook: Plasthic Slash]
Nigeria is a bastion of children abuse
Lecturers stressing students in schools
Chinmark got your money and the rent is due
You screwed, who them deceive na him lose
Nigeria is a bastion of children abuse
Lecturers stressing students in schools
Chinmark got your money and the rent is due
We screwed, who deceive na him lose
[Verse 2: Plasthic Slash]
Parents beat kids to a pulp when angry
Y’all should be charged with assault and battery
Wrong for acting like you alien to human rights
I should mind my biz like apiarists do and thrive
Everyday the maladies increase
We wage war so we can get our salaries in peace
Things should get easier not more difficult
You ja, we bet naija, how we go do if e cut?
Masturbation, safe sex wey no need latex
Let gay people be, go ahead and make checks
I know say you dey vex, acting holier than thou
How? When you treat people like they’re lowlier than cow
You feel uncomfortable when the criticism touch you
Just politics, abi? Let this lyricist indulge you
They down to loot so they hiring thugs
Found some youths who bound to shoot like firing squads
[Hook: Plasthic Slash]
Nigeria is a bastion of children abuse
Lecturers stressing students in schools
Chinmark got your money and the rent is due
You screwed, who them deceive na him lose
Nigeria is a bastion of children abuse
Lecturers stressing students in schools
Chinmark got your money and the rent is due
We screwed, who them deceive na him lose
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4. |
Cannabinoids
03:29
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[Intro: Plasthic Slash]
Best believe MHP was high
On some Acapulco Gold when he made this beat
[Verse 1: Plasthic Slash]
Legalize it and let my niggas get high
On a late night flight, check and see the red eye
Aggressive hustling plus THC escapism
Day blacks love black is the day we end racism
In the Cannabis race, Lesotho led the continent
Time to take that bold step, Nigeria never confident
Company executives to the young ballers in the streets
Missing out on a forty billion dollar industry
When fuel scarcity bites and politics deceive the brains
Of our people, smoke that sour diesel to relieve the pain
Do Delta 9 tetrahydrocannabinol
You’ll never find better time to hammer it raw
Let’s grow it legally for paper, man after all na bigger checks
And it’s much safer than alcohol and cigarettes
Tobacco use na lame stage, try to turn a new leaf
And we’ll be on the same page, time to burn a few spliffs
[Chorus: Plasthic Slash]
Let my niggas smoke the weed when they wanna get high
High! High!
[Verse 2: Plasthic Slash]
If you think I won’t advocate weed at every chance
Then you’ve lost the plot like those native Americans
Sativa is treatment for anorexia
And a jumbo more harmless than a can of Beck’s beer
So keep smoking kush like Sudanese bushfires
Gateway drug? Ha! Look at these huge liars
Anorexics know it be sparking up the munchies
Those that disparage it are barking up the wrong tree
Blow’s not in same class as coke, let’s settle that
This is not a case of pot calling kettle black
Don’t beat around the bush, get the bong and the shredder
Wamese does haze when he’s feeling under the weather
If they add medical kush to his treatment regimen
That’s him having a dose of his own medicine
I feel a rush when a hoe lights indo
God save the queen when I start to smoke white widow
[Chorus: Plasthic Slash]
Let my niggas smoke the weed when they wanna get high
High! High!
[Verse 3: Plasthic Slash]
Laughter’s the best medicine but ganja is a close second
Splif a day keeps medics away from your whole section
Run through the rizla till its empty case we holding up
Mixing these songs while MC Lace is rolling up
Still got one eye on the green, heterochromia
My niggas fear no herbs, no pteridophobia
Fuck what pastors say, Puff puff pass the jay
It’s bugging me why some keep hogging trees like a tarsiers
Know some Uniport chics that bless kings with nice head
And their weed brownies be the best things since sliced bread
Ella from the Phillipines, I peel her jeans, cum too fast
Nothing beats canadian loud, Avril Lavigne on full blast
So light one up and get in bed with the spouse
I don’t deny that some bud smokers got their head in the clouds
But I got impetus to say there is no sweeter thrill to fallow
That the drug still illegal is a bitter pill to swallow
[Chorus: Plasthic Slash]
Let my niggas smoke the weed when they wanna get high
High! High!
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[Verse 1: Illgod]
Opted to be woke, whether by apnea or mopes
Took red pills, though unsettling's where the rabbit hole goes
Rabid at most, sheer dogged to near sordid, it's therianthropic
Like shifting forms o' the outer calms and the inner conflicts
Not into chronic, spoiled's the path to Kalakuta
We live and let live, no oil baths or thalaikoothal
Terror will spread when the elderly dead
And to perceive's a pet peeve when you barely prepared
Mentally edged, godbody with the fitting trilemma
Mad, bad or God, I'll leave the picking to my haters
Who are quick to deny greatness [even] if it fits in a fly blazers
Y'all are ass as my Nicki Minaj cravings
I'm bold I'll win or land a bloom to bring me roses
Uphold the king, as y'all make room for Simba's glories
Heterodoxy, hardly in line with hypnosis
Been grim, skin thinged, Harlequin-type ichthyosis
[Hook: Plasthic Slash]
Teams will scatter and dreams get shattered and
Queens still chattering, memes get madder than
Diogenes, all day rhymes show the pattern
Don’t die on your knees, always mind over matter
[Verse 2: Plasthic Slash]
Whether it’s peace or war, maintain ruggedness
Life’s a bitch, gotta tackle it with doggedness
That’ll turn a basket case to a great hooper
Time to give him his flowers, I mean the late bloomer
If existence was a bed of roses, he’d have dysania
Check what his head composes, and spot the mania
He’s Ibo, mum's an ill widow, she still schizo
Since a lil kiddo, he’s had skills to kill Izzo
Used to sip wine when his mates would spill Milo
Now he’s married, but got enough babes to fill Shiloh
Still life steadily hard and painful like priapism
He once tried to dance with the devil but he lacked rhythm
A modern day Paul, tradition couldn’t shackle him
Plus he wrote letters filled with points like an acronym
Told him break a leg, he fell off the stage and it shocked us
Fervent, treat as urgent like A&E doctors
[Hook: Plasthic Slash]
Teams will scatter and dreams get shattered and
Queens still chattering, memes get madder than
Diogenes, all day rhymes show the pattern
Don’t die on your knees, always mind over matter
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6. |
No Heaven, No Hell
03:16
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[Verse 1: iamMHP]
Yo!
I should be physically home, not faraway tryna get me a bone
It's a long life to live my man just get a hold
So I formed a resistance and I get in the zone
Birthing these words and caress em in gold
I'm a professional so, I suppose I gots to lead
Turn these boys to men as they compete
Out here yo it's war in these streets, we need to eat
Subliminal shots you hop out you're six feet
I know you see me, all day acting up
I come with the truth my sound stay racking up
I just back it up with the work I bring
Serious tip, international thing
And the world will respond as we try to perform
Tongue raised swords fighting Babylon
My word play strong, I finesse you with charm
Carry it, marinate and connect with the god
Word is born
[Verse 2: Plasthic Slash]
They say the drama in my life is an act of God
But I ain’t positive if that’s a fact or not
I’ll live enslaved by the regular appliances
And die agnostic like a secular lab scientist
Ecclesiastics revealing whom they represent
But I smell a rat once they claim that they heaven-sent
A multitude fall for the tomfoolery
Robbed of every cent like a heist at the perfumery
I sigh 'cause tithers chose ignorance like flat-earthers
Wanna know how come the private jets? You should ask squirters
Forever sending declarations
The word of God has no Genesis but a never-ending Revelations
I’m just hoping my rhyme wizardry will charm the bimbos
Life is limbo and I chose to go through it with arms akimbo
No reverends welfare beats yo brethren’s healthcare
(Slash, do you really think there’s no heaven?) Hell, yeah
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7. |
Opium of the People
02:50
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{Verse 1: Plasthic Slash]
Church na scam, pastor na fraud
Your tithes are paying for his kids master’s abroad
And also built a university you can’t afford
You tryna escape the edge of poverty, him car na Ford
From the jump, you’ve had them at the pinnacle of faith
But the lump showed for real that miracles are fake
Without chemo or radiotherapy, the cancer’s staying
He gets dough for his troubles, for you the answer's praying
He sells anointing oil, money increases
To fund medications for his chronic diseases
You Christian doctors know what I’m talking bout
See a fake cripple healed, you should be walking out
Quoting Malachi on tithes, tend to do it many times
Never Deuteronomy 14: 22- 29
A history of sexual abuse, especially youths
If you've been exchanging texts with the dude, the next could be you!
[Hook: Plasthic Slash]
Life ends but you hoping on a sequel
So the pope and 'em deceive you
Hit the podium call the sheeple
Religion is the opium of the people
[Verse 2: Plasthic Slash]
On your marks, time to tackle this beast
Let’s discuss ravishments by Catholic priests
One treated Fargo kids like immaculate feasts
Igbo reverend, they quietly sent back to the east
I’m telling you, they let him japa he’s there in Aba
Haba! Person wey them no suppose spare him papa
And there are many like him, what’s the measure of a savage?
Some joined priesthood so they won’t be pressured into marriage
Bruv, they take it further than brotherly love
And when a scandal starts to brew, they cover it up
Africans, the Vatican has failed its congregation
In this nation, allegations don’t delay no consecrations
It’s all about the paper now
After holy communion, bro don’t wait around
They’ll just keep hammering on Project Sunday
When there’s kids biting their nails in the projects hungry
[Hook: Plasthic Slash]
Life ends but you hoping on a sequel
So the pope and 'em deceive you
Hit the podium call the sheeple
Religion is the opium of the people
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8. |
Dust to Dust
02:41
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[Verse 1: Plasthic Slash]
Watching this honey’s visuals
Come dey reason whether man go do money rituals
Cos if I drop a pile on that ass, bitch gon' twerk
But I know for a fact that the shit don’t work
How easy it is to fool peeps, atimes I ponder
There’s always a science behind signs and wonders
Logic and I relate like forearm and wrist
Fake medicine men, them no be doctor or pharmacist
Nobody dey fly for night wey no buy plane ticket
Before you run through your bucket list, you may kick it
So I'mma paint the town red with my own crayons
Sitting at a bar full of liquor, my own seance
I reach spirits through the bar man, he the medium
Take one for the road, the motor spirit premium
Selina tested? Send them go Sambissa
Carry jazz go US embassy, them still no grant visa
[Verse 2: Plasthic Slash]
Caught off-guard when I said her smile is disarming
But no love potion could make me her Prince Charming
Set in my ways, heart hard pass Olumo Rock
And I no believe kopnomi and otumokpo
Mention blow-drop, see my gees chuckle
Maybe they mean when she sucks till my knees buckle
Made of clay, now abobbi, we produce sculptures
What will it take to abolish the Osu culture?
I ain’t with Roc Nation, I came to shock stations
A dame who’s not Patience, Ekwensu’s not Satan
Don’t let your wondrous beliefs cloud reason
Ain’t no rain-making without cloud seeding
Y’all spend so much time dwelling on superstition
Let’s hit the nail on the head unlike the crucifixion
I came through penis in vagina, wood in box
And when my life ends, I’ll be put in a wooden box
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[Verse 1: Plasthic Slash]
I don’t know if he’s a being that’s conscious with rich slang
But in the beginning, God caused the Big Bang
Some are tryna knock that and get us all scrolling
Saying ‘twas a big bounce that set the ball rolling
9 billion years later, the Milky Way birth the sun
Thousands of centuries later, earth was formed
Then a large object hit the planet, sonic boom
And tore off a chunk of its junk to form the moon
At a point, the world was totally covered in water
Then plate tectonics did their thing, another disorder
That brought forth land, the sun didn’t dry up the seas
As to origin of life, for now it’s all hypotheses
I don’t follow what clergy do, I’m no acolyte
Earliest life forms were microbes seen in stromatolites
You thought it started from grass? Dude, please!
Neither did it start from herbs and fruit trees
Everyday a star is born, I don’t mean Jay-Z or J. Cole
But the kind that appeared when Mary’s baby was days old
Some older than the sun, some come and retreat
Should we be quiet? 'Cause some are being formed as we speak
Is it all random or was it destined to be?
Held to ransom or is my mind messing with me?
Things could have gone far more than a trillion ways
And there was evening and morning the gazillionth day
[Hook: Plasthic Slash]
This is how God did it
Not by magic but chemistry and physics
Not with word of mouth or lyrics
Yeah, I’m dropping knowledge
Open your third eye and peep it, come on!
[Verse 2: Plasthic Slash]
As to the origin of life in essence, no stereos
So let’s start this history lesson from prokaryotes
Unicellular organisms, showed growth in the seas
They produced oxygen by photosynthesis
Made the atmosphere more conducive for life
How eukaryotes evolved still confusing for guys
After those came sponges and fungi then jellyfish
And worms, the atmosphere became very rich
In oxygen and that sparked the Cambrian explosion
Diverse creatures arose on land and the ocean
The crustaceans, brachiopods and trilobites
Some creatures large and some small like kilobites
Liverworts and mosses, initial land plants
Before forests of trees became rampant
Then came first vertebrates, jawless fishes
Then insects, amphibians and four-legged creatures
All this mixture in the search for flawless features
Evolution’s actions far from scoreless fixtures
Sharks to reptiles, dinosaurs to mammals to birds
Some couldn’t handle the world
A reference to the five big extinctions
The last obliterated the live T-Rex kingdom
And the rest of dinosaurs, I know we had all sorts
But not before flowers like magnolia burst forth
[Hook: Plasthic Slash]
This is how God did it
Not by magic but chemistry and physics
Not with word of mouth or lyrics
Yeah, I’m dropping knowledge
Open your third eye and peep it, come on!
[Verse 3: Plasthic Slash]
Almost 13.8 billion years after creation began came the earliest relation of man
That’s when our lineage broke away from the chimpanzee’s
And took 7 million years to get to us kings and queens
The small-canined Sahelanthropus hyped the labyrinth
Before the Orrorin’s habitual bipedalism
Then Ardipethicus, some of its features maybe alien
But they brought forth our short, broad basicranium
In your schools no syllabus
Teaches that the first tool maker was Australopithecus
The picture gets blurry like we view chromatism
Till Homo habilis with reduced prognathism
First of our genus if you follow the records
Succeeded by the fire-starting Homo erectus
With major increase in brain size, digesting was rapider
The first in our lineage to like exit from Africa
Then Homo heidelbergensis came and ruled the spot
The first species to build shelter from wood and rock
In Africa, they evolved into Homo sapiens
Neanderthals, Denisovans more European and Asian
All interbred till only Homo sapiens was left
By 40,000 years ago, all the ancients was dead
So you know creation didn’t take six days now
God rested after the Big Bang and let things play out
[Outro: Plasthic Slash]
Some other Homo species I didn't mention
The Homo rudolfensis, Homo naledi
Homo antecessor and Homo floresiensis
This is just the first edition of the creation story
As discovers more shit, it'd be edited
As it should be
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[Verse 1: Lord G.E.M]
Early in the morning and, stretching and yawning
Then, my phones going off , it’s my nigga straight calling me
Talkin bout “yo I got a party we could party
And a bottle of Bacardi, for the barbie with bodies
And let’s go!!!", all white dress code
I cop the Rose and a bottle of XO
Shortie at the back there looking all fresh bro
I’m hungry AF, and she looking like french toast
The neck froze, gemstones, hello let’s goooo baby
We party outside, and we celebrating
It’s G to the E to the M, with his dick in his hand
See your girl friend salivating
Oh gad I’m crazy, and drunk as fuck
What is heavy chunk of skunk that I puff at once
What’s a little motorcycle to a monster truck
Get crush if you ever try to cross my block
I’m too big to be messed with
Don’t you ever stress this
Level of finessing, is a lesson that I’m blessed with
Settings, heavy as the bezels on my necklace
Death wish to anybody messing with the flex kid
Hear ye hear ye, the ruler’s back
So pay attention in class, while I school you cats
When you walk in to a party, you spot a hot shortie, give her Champagne with a flute attached
I Hope you take notes, so I be giving you cues man
Chill back relax, while puffin the Cuban
Less than 10 seconds, shortie starts stepping, right to your direction, now she wanna ughhh man
That right!
See I be done for the night
Come on girl I had so much fun for the night
I’m too fly for regular, 1st class particular
Your cruise is vehicular? I’m touching the sky
I’m too high!
[Verse 2: Plasthic Slash]
12th July 2012, Ada’s best birthday
I was driving down Port Harcourt-Aba expressway
Bought a new car some days back, Toyota Camry
She was having a small party, good time to know her family
In the car with me were my niggas Duff and Wamese
Wamese was talking about some girl he made take off her panties
From the abode to Rumuola Road, ‘twas all rapid
Then we got NTA Road and saw traffic
Delayed by an hour then we reached our destination
Benitex Hotel before the party’s expiration
Things were in full swing like break time in elementary
Ada and I sipped great wine, she fed me mentally
Then she said, there’s work tomorrow, time to end this
Took the words right out my mouth like a French kiss
My homies had fun till eleven PM
Checked my inbox, had more than seven DMs
I’ll reply at home dearies, please give me a break
Ada looking so teary as she gave me the cake
I said, "Be calmed, don’t be alarmed, I’ll see you later"
Then we were gone for good like the arms of the crusaders
In no time reached Rumuomasi roundabout
Duff dozing, see as dude full back seat, down and out
Two turns later, I sense a spot of trouble
Picked up a tail, like I dropped my novel
Duff woke, headlights off on such dark street
Couldn’t tell if the car was made in Europe or the Far East
Thinking how my gate could become a crime scene
I circled the block and the car was still behind me
At that moment, we were all sober state, G
Now you know we have suspicions, trying to overtake me?
They kept swerving left then right but I blocked ‘em off
All the while honking their horn, bet I shocked 'em all
Sure they cocked 'em guns, no be to shoot one tire
Duff lay flat in the back expecting gunfire
I been no want die by the gun like the best rapper from the east coast
I thought fast, make I head for the nearest police post
So I drove quickly to Shell IA
Away from them dudes no want make I smell Friday
They followed us all the way to the gate
Then we saw they were cops with faces enraged
Turned out they followed us cos we had no licence plates
I’d paid for everything but those items late
Them be dey the roundabout when we pass with better speed
Long story long, gave 'em 2k they let us leave
And so whatever a man sow he has to reap
Got home and in minutes we were fast asleep
Thank God we didn’t get shot, crash the whip and die
Far from my mind as I dreamt of Ada’s hips and thighs
What a day!
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