What do I care if I am a destitute?
If only I can drink a little of your truth.
Being in the presence of such a grace
Is all the armor I need to take on my fate.
You, may be ephemeral
But you, never were known to be neutral.
The downtrodden
Was your brethren
Persecution
Drew your ire to execution.
I sigh
With jealousy for the pleasure of your thighs
I am not so much in love as I am in hope
Love will come someday but you,
I will not always be there to behold.
You were born at a time that is desert
But you have turned out an oasis of harvest
The juice of maledom became puerile
By the time they were borne you were gone
Now I who ride with the natives of the Futajalon
Look to your very distant eyes for the coming of the promised dawn
Even though the climates have become tranquil
The story of your conquests continue to make their rounds in the nightly ritual of keeping the children still
I dare not ask you to look at my face
If only doing so would bring a plague of blessings my way
But I am greedy only for your laughter
That bubbles like a spring refreshing my soul long after
If simply I could catch your wind just a little
My journey would not have been needless or so fickle
Am still at sea, also wandering the plains of the Savannah
Hoping to see you, looking for a clue, forever serenading the mother who gave us the manna.
Your name Amina
Reminds me of the joy of a smile
Sometimes I wish it could be frozen into a sapphire
For the kings and nobles and commoners that will forfeit all for what they desire.
YOU
AMINA
MINE NOW
Ketchy Dons ©
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Is that force
That I must have to exert not to yield
To those invisible octopus hungrily reaching to pull me down
From a growth yet to bloom.
Do you see my tears?
Do you feel my fears?
Both are comingling in my bloodstream
Feeding the arteries to my heart, rejuvenating my steam.
The law of gravity
Will be defied by me
For the simple reason that I was not born to be dumb
I am one of those who was already old before they came out from the womb
Yes I am hardly one to stay down
Ignore me now but one day you will wish you treated me as one of your own
I am walking in the valleys
Where coyotes are slinging in the alleys
Their odor precedes them
No matter how stealth they are though, I already got my buckshot cocked and waiting
Yes I respect the law
And what is more
I also respect authority he he he
But I would sooner stick it in their teeth
Minute I discover my reason for being
Is being thrown at me by them as if I am unreal
What does that make me?
A rebel or someone who does not understand real living?
Well, I am not going to make your excuses
Neither am I going to get you to play the fool
Do what is yours
I am just putting in my pounds worth to ensure nothing stops me from getting to that shore
Don’t you see it?
I am on a cruise, my life is like the ship….
You might want to come on board
To see what about me they say makes me odd
Because even when I am dead ….
To be frank with you, I will still be very much ahead.
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Nigeria is getting ready for an election year come 2011. This song is never more relevant as it is now for every Nigerian that desires real change.
Take the philosophy of this song home as you get ready to vote out babylon... Every where you see them, don't hesitate to shoot them down. This is the only way to guarantee the future of the children..
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AMINA
What do I care if I am a destitute? If only I can drink a little of your truth. Being in the presence of such a grace Is all the armor I need to take on my fate. You, may be ephemeral But you, never were known to be neutral. The downtrodden Was your brethren Persecution Drew your ire to execution. I sigh With jealousy for the pleasure of your thighs I am not so much in love as I am in hope Love will come someday but you, I will not always be there to behold. You were born at a time that is desert But you have turned out an oasis of harvest The juice of maledom became puerile By the time they were borne you were gone Now I who ride with the natives of the Futajalon Look to your very distant eyes for the coming of the promised dawn Even though the climates have become tranquil The story of your conquests continue to make their rounds in the nightly ritual of keeping the children still I dare not ask you to look at my face If only doing so would bring a plague of blessings my way But I am greedy only for your laughter That bubbles like a spring refreshing my soul long after If simply I could catch your wind just a little My journey would not have been needless or so fickle Am still at sea, also wandering the plains of the Savannah Hoping to see you, looking for a clue, forever serenading the mother who gave us the manna. Your name Amina Reminds me of the joy of a smile Sometimes I wish it could be frozen into a sapphire For the kings and nobles and commoners that will forfeit all for what they desire.
YOU AMINA MINE NOW
Ketchy Dons ©
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EFFORTS
Is that force That I must have to exert not to yield To those invisible octopus hungrily reaching to pull me down From a growth yet to bloom.
Do you see my tears? Do you feel my fears? Both are comingling in my bloodstream Feeding the arteries to my heart, rejuvenating my steam.
The law of gravity Will be defied by me For the simple reason that I was not born to be dumb I am one of those who was already old before they came out from the womb Yes I am hardly one to stay down Ignore me now but one day you will wish you treated me as one of your own
I am walking in the valleys Where coyotes are slinging in the alleys Their odor precedes them No matter how stealth they are though, I already got my buckshot cocked and waiting
Yes I respect the law And what is more I also respect authority he he he But I would sooner stick it in their teeth Minute I discover my reason for being Is being thrown at me by them as if I am unreal
What does that make me? A rebel or someone who does not understand real living? Well, I am not going to make your excuses Neither am I going to get you to play the fool Do what is yours I am just putting in my pounds worth to ensure nothing stops me from getting to that shore
Don’t you see it? I am on a cruise, my life is like the ship…. You might want to come on board To see what about me they say makes me odd Because even when I am dead …. To be frank with you, I will still be very much ahead.
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Nigeria is getting ready for an election year come 2011. This song is never more relevant as it is now for every Nigerian that desires real change. Take the philosophy of this song home as you get ready to vote out babylon... Every where you see them, don't hesitate to shoot them down. This is the only way to guarantee the future of the children..
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