Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Khalee Ali
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Moses Ikape
Songwriter
Khalee Ali
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
8 Notes
Mixing Engineer
Hunkie
Producer
Lyrics
Yeah men
Lessons I learnt from these cold street men
Sometimes it just feels like
It’s a totally, totally
Different experience
But you don’t need to go through it twice you know
Sufferings are lessons for those who want to learn
Yeah
Lessons are cold
Visions are owned
But to see it first you need to fucking grow
Most of these stories should be left untold
Nobody knows how horrible it was, it was cold
Coming from chopper man was living on lows
Living conditions man they be stunting your growth
We didn’t even have the basic things that we need
Back on the street like butchers was facing the beef
Crazy as it sounds thats where I found relief
Never see a tarred road when you enter the street
Uhhh
Where the bush was the toilet
Grab a paper anytime you empty your bowels
Momma need to fetch the firewoods to make the food
Anna left my uncle men it broke him into two
Lost my cousin Kay he got drowned in the flow
When the rainy days came we had a leaky roof
You know lots gon happen when you have a lot of tools
Heard a lot of comments but most wasn’t true
Sometimes we learn the hard way in the truth
Now you being judge by **** that wan be like you
Uhhhh yeah
These are the lessons I learnt
From these cold streets where the lessons are earned
One thing I know men I did on my terms
Most **** don’t wanna dance in the flames
Came from the chopper but the bottom wasn’t friendly
Met a lot **** but our hunger wasn’t jelling
The hunger days was impeded in discredit
But I know if kept climbing I will get all the merit
I chose life when there’s no purpose of living
Now I am seeing the walls
Suicidal thoughts come in different form
But I know I got to deform
I handicapped it up
**** was fit to run out the course
Came from a place where no one gave a fuck about us
But when shit hits the fan you know we weren’t nervous
You will be responsible for the weight you choose to carry
No one holla at you just to see how you faring
Mom kept wondering why the fuck am I staring
Didn’t know how to tell moms to let me be
She said son these **** wanna see you limp
But you stood strong they couldn’t move your shin
How they try to figure out the path that I’m bearing
How you made your bed that’s how you be laying
I wake up every morning knowing the feeling that I am ready
Even when the price is high you know I am gonna pay it
Got to the point that I really know that is worth it
The lessons that I learnt always stood as a leverage
I might be the average joe but nothing deceiving
Sufferings are lessons for those who wanna learn it
You get it
You know
Lessons learnt men
Ali!!!!
Chopper ****
Written by: Moses Ikape