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children of a lesser god - chidey lyrics

peter finch:
i don’t have to tell you things are bad. everybody knows things are bad. it’s a depression. everybody’s out of work or scared of losing their job. the dollar buys a nickel’s worth. banks are going bust. shopkeepers keep a gun under the counter. punks are running wild in the street and there’s n0body anywhere who seems to know what to do, and there’s no end to it. we know the air is unfit to breathe and our food is unfit to eat, and we sit watching our tvs while some local newscaster tells us that today we had fifteen homicides and sixty*three violent crimеs, as if that’s the way it’s supposed to be
wе know things are bad – worse than bad. they’re crazy. it’s like everything everywhere is going crazy, so we don’t go out anymore. we sit in the house, and slowly the world we are living in is getting smaller, and all we say is: ‘please, at least leave us alone in our living rooms. let me have my toaster and my tv and my steel*belted radials and i won’t say anything. just leave us alone.’
well, i’m not gonna leave you alone. i want you to get mad! i don’t want you to protest. i don’t want you to riot – i don’t want you to write to your congressman, because i wouldn’t know what to tell you to write. i don’t know what to do about the depression and the inflation and the russians and the crime in the street. all i know is that first you’ve got to get mad. (shouting) you’ve got to say: ‘i’m a human being, g*d*d*mmit! my life has value!’
so, i want you to get up now. i want all of you to get up out of your chairs. i want you to get up right now and go to the window. open it, and stick your head out, and yell: ‘i’m as mad as h*ll, and i’m not gonna take this anymore!’
i want you to get up right now. sit up. go to your windows. open them and stick your head out and yell – ‘i’m as mad as h*ll and i’m not gonna take this anymore!’ things have got to change. but first, you’ve gotta get mad!…you’ve got to say, ‘i’m as mad as h*ll, and i’m not gonna take this anymore!’ then we’ll figure out what to do about the depression and the inflation and the oil crisis. but first, get up out of your chairs, open the window, stick your head out, and yell, and say it: ‘i’m as mad as h*ll, and i’m not gonna take this anymore!’

intro (chidey):
uhh yeah, uhh yeah yeah yeah
uhh yeah, uhh yeah yeah yeah
uhh yeah, uhh yeah yeah yeah
you can call me chidey by the way
ononanwatanaekweefionu
mr bangs on the beat
mutumina!

verse 1
if they told you a poor boy would be so great, i ga ekwete?
kita m na ehizi n’akwa ekwe ekwe ana ekwezi n’ute ekwere
to be frank with you it never looked feasible from the get go
but how can you stop a boy especially one wey get goal
went from n0body to somebody they all laugh at
from there i climbed higher to somebody they now admire
look at me, nwobele nwa si 042 wee na agbagote
use him sugar drink garri, now i wan rich like dangote
this life is beautiful you can ask adenuga
but coming up was ugly like obasanjo, my n*gga
see, e no easy for a n*gga coming up from the third world
where mothers quench their kids’ thirst with tears, what a world
i’m coming from a place three square meal is a luxury
we wanna go to school, but we can’t afford the bursary
we look up to the government but they treat us so cursory
so we look up to god while many look up to sorcery
na this kind gist na him dey make me to cry
we never walk how can i now believe that i can fly
the saddest part na him be the unnecessary enmity
even in the midst of hardship, there’s no love in the city
nke obuna imena, ndi anya ufu ana atajili gi anya
what would it cost us to treat each other with ihunanya
people suffering with you but never happy when you progress
why are poor people’s heart filled with so much wickedness
it’s crazy what you see from people who claim they love you
once you no get money everybody go begin to curve you
we say we love jesus but we’ve learnt a lot from satan
we say we love jesus but we’ve learnt a lot from satan
i always remember what my mum told me
over the phone she would say prayers on me
cos so many green snake on green grass na him i go see
osi mu “nwa mu jebe, uche ndi ilo agaghi emegide gi
things go tough, but with patience even stone go soften
the god of the tortoise knew why he made his sh*ll to be toughened
jehovah ga akwalu gi uzo ebe uzo na adighi
you will get peace of mind, happiness and you’ll get money”
tell me, what could be greater than a mother’s prayer
her prayers guide and guard me, i don’t need a soothsayer
nwanne gee nti, i no talk say me i dey perfect
even my own life sef is full of sh*t, i’m like a toilet
we all have our own defects, no doubt
but no spoil another man own, with your own mouth
and all the mistakes i don do, i’m not proud about
otito toom n’akpiri so nwanne i no fit shout
you wanna judge me, nwanne ibu attorney general?
ka ichefugo na ugba bu personal, obulo general
onye njo kam bu biko chinekenna
gosim ebere gi biko biko onye nwe uwa
fake friends everywhere, no love in the city
they only hail you when you’re popping in the club like fifty
sometimes i ask myself why people change like ogwumagala
if this table i’m about to shake concern you, nne gi anwula
cos of obele change ina enwete, icheezie na ibu odogwu
my brother paakwa cool, okwa soh jehovah bu odogwu
tables turn, chairs switch, isuo ike n’ani, dajie ukwu
onye ikpari n’abani fit become your saviour n’ututu
see my brother swallow your pride and allow it to digest
make we continue this discussion cos i don’t want to digress
to nigeria and her government and the poverty
hunger dey k!ll us, them dey buy billions of foreign property
pastors in private jets selling anointing oil to the rest of us
tell me, is it that we are the children of a lesser god?
we see our senators and governors stealing billions
we see our president fly around the world with our millions
treat the rest of us as if we are minions
everyday we keep crying as if we are onions, d*mn
interlude
i wish one day we’ll be brave enough to start a revolution in this country
brave enough to rise above hate, fear, tribalism, religion, ignorance, mediocrity, nepotism, mental slavery and every other thing that keeps us divided and grounded

verse i
around you, everybody going through one thing or two
shout out to my homie, mitchy, god will surely bless you
wetin boys dey pass through just to be somebody
onwelo onye ma, to god who made me, i swear n0body
the industry is like a cartel, your vibes alone won’t determine how far
enwee ndi ga na aluka gi n’azu, af*kwa gi, ha asi gi how far
how far, how close, is it for an upcoming artiste
so anyi ana ekpe soh ekpele ka afa anyi abuzi preying mantis
dedication, perseverance and hard work
persistence, patience, good luck and smart work
plus the grace of god, na him be wetin save me like this
cos i was lost with no hope in the belly of the beast
because i’ve been through the pain and i’ve been through a lot of sh*t
i’ve seen so many tears and i’ve been through a lot of things
i know what real hunger means, i know how pain feels
have you ever been so empty and there’s nothing that fills
zero one zero, zero zero one
no money for pear and no money for corn
if i tell you my story, n0body would go to bed tonight
so when you see me, just know my success didn’t come overnight
but god came through for me and my talent
now i got the keys ka afam abu dj khaled
i’m queen esther’s son, i’m a prince, i’m a king
the doors that were closed on me, i’m coming to buy the whole building
refrain
the world thinks we are the children of a lesser god
cos we’re so broke, it’s only hope that we can afford
we coming from a place that’s lower than the floor
but with hope in our heart we’re heading to the sun
the world thinks we are the children of a lesser god
because we’re so broke, only hope is what we can afford
we coming from a place that’s lower than the floor
but with hope in our heart we’re heading to the sun
mr bangs!

piano interlude by mr bangs

outro
but god came through for me and my talent
now i got the keys ka afam abu dj khaled
i’m queen esther’s son, i’m a prince, i’m a king
the doors that were closed on me, i’m coming to buy the whole building
but god came through for me and my talent
now i got the keys ka afam abu dj khaled
i’m queen esther’s son, i’m a prince, i’m a king
the doors that were closed on me, i’m coming to buy the whole building

- chidey lyrics

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