Rumba

20 Dec 2014

jey_d_poet
Rumba,
Ibo ni Olu gba?
Who dey hold the sandpaper?
Oya come out with the answer
I see,
Yeepa!
Who dey stand for the corner?
Who dey ride that okada?
You na very good bad guy
I see,
mo gbe,
make them fall for the rizzler
then take them up to the twitter
them go solve the palaver
Confarm!
The next thing,
Since we dey stand for Nigeria,
and shoemaker no be preacher,
Reminisce no be stripper,
Then give it up for the Rumba!
Doom her!
Stool down!
Breakdance.
Resistance for our enemies
more ishan for our Genesis
more miss world for our ending list
talking tall like paralysis,
we go come out with the answer
Rumba!
It is evident amongst us
Fisherman no dey climb fence
Our loyal boys are loaded
and the rest are just retired
and He will never never die hard
Term two!!
I dey smell like vinegar
I dey smell like the taste of her
I am thinking of biafra
I must go and get to think of her
I must go and get to fill the gap
I must go and get to bring them down
I must go and get to wear my crown
Sai'murd!
You can never mind my business
You can never hate achievements
You are chirpy like a cricket
and I will never stand against you
you know why?
Stretch me!
when everyday is a Holiday,
the playful kids will get-a-way
my mother's not the type to say
I will be loving you with all it takes,
Williiams.
The boys need Oxygen.
"Brother Jeffrey, They have brought light"
"Who turn the fan?"
"Joshua".

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