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no need to dey tell lie,
e no get how time wan take fly,
but last thin' wey dey my head,
na to open up my shed,
una fit yarn sey i be f.cuk up,
but nna ga'i i don lock up,
i no even wan hear any advice,
becuz 4 4 my brain e don turn to lice,
even dem sort me i no advertize,
ol' boy i don 2 over wize,
if na 4 life make i remain d single,
walahi i no jus ready to begin dey mingle!

i thank una 4 d commentary,
in short e do 2 make ogbo'nge documentary,
na true talk sey luv matter no be 1, 2, ti'hree,
and no be all mouth go talk wetin dem see,
d reason d matter pepper me so,
if i begin look how far i don waka go,
plenty energy wen be like e don waste,
4 d end na dis kain bitter taste,
e dey do me not to look anoda woman face,
not'o go do again & receive yawa + disgrace,
no doubt love sweet,
& wen man jam solid woman e dey make am stand fit,
but d level wey i dey now na zo'bo eye,
skele wen go come change my mind gats correct die!

i think sey i don see my wife,
ten years of my life,
na im she cut comot so with knife.
how i no go do like who craze,
as if dem gimme la-la blaze,
wen till now i neva so'ji her wayz.
d matta jus dey make me vex,
even wen men show with lex,
heavy headache do me to follow flex.
wether na cruize,
e no matta cuz na me still lose,
wetin dey hol' my head now na booze.
she way'le me like man wey thief,
hang put for up with ele'run beef,
inside my mind now na bitter leaf.
my guys don yarn me to bone,
make i jus maintain on my own
but her picshure full my head plus even fone.
me know sey i no fit force u to stay,
wetin remain na to follow u pray,
with all my provoke i still luv u & no be today!

na here i jus ka'k dey cry,
sotey my eye don over-dry,
my mind jus dey boil follow join fry,
in fact wetin remain na jus to die,
to hol' mysef na gri'gai i jus dey try,
i no even wan think am sey u been dey lie,
becuz now u don ready to fly,
& e dey pain me sey i no fit ask u why,
if i remember everythin wen i buy,
how everybodi dey think sey na me be ur guy,
e reash me to hang with tie,
lock-up bone every & jus close eye!

hmmm una don leave me go,
see me dey back dey slow,
i no show since cuz i been dey heavy struggle,
as i no get jay-jay skills of ball juggle,
e hard me well-well to stay for up,
hol' my liver make e no comot drop,
una go hear all the 'tori,
how wan baby jus turn me to o'kori,
the matta jus' get as e be,
anyhow i look am na different levelz i dey see,
sometimes e dey be like she play me su'mbu,
and bodi dey do me tu'mbu,
nah she dey je'je with her man,
while me dey hi'a like empty frying pan.