Crown of Clay (feat. Pheelz)

My father told me when I was around today (Yeah)

He took me to the river, sat me down to pray (Yeah)

Right there in the water, to the sound of pain (Yeah)

From the mud he fashioned me a crown of clay (Yeah)

It's why no one can ever take this sound away (Yeah)

Took me to the water, sat me down to pray (Yeah)

Right there by the river, to the sound of pain (Yeah)

From the mud he fashioned

Welcome to the blood line of the Black kings

Real life, Black sins

The Black church, Black thoughts, Black sins

Uganda, Bobi Wine, magazines

News flash but old news

Like sins

We can't speak, judge me, my genes

A'n soro soke, s'an gbo loke?

Quite mean but you can't hold the voices

Some of them go burst out

We have way too many voices, this is clubhouse

I'm African and blessed

I hold it down even when I face distress

The kind of punches, wey fit, make your face press

I mean if life is a bitch, then this is sex

It's big dick energy when I flex

I think them scared of me, is my guess

Well what's beef to a man from the West, cowboy?

Heart to a man with the chest, how boy?

Treasure, where I carry deep within

But society is getting in-between

The thing long like many limousines

But I, dey

King no, dey japa

People of Opobo

This King is ja, ja

Story of a slave to a king

And Barrack boy, we dey relates many things

No be ashawo if I f*** many queens

You see this crown of clay's really a thing

King (Instinct)

Only got the grind in my system

Many water pass wey for drown men (Drown men)

Nothing shakes the strength of a Black man (Black Man)

In, in me

Blood of my forefathers in me

Steady, chasing that paper daily

Orishirishi, men dem be tryna

(But odeshi, dey for my Black skin)

(You see the young kings)

(Odeshi, dey for my Black skin)

You dem I (You see the young kings)

(Odeshi, dey for my Black skin)

Welcome to the bloodline of the Black Queens

Who birthed the Black dream

From their Black hips, then covered us with Black wings

Women with the heart of a king like drag queens

My mother told me, "Wash your head in the Black streams"

For the soil on which you toil has gasoline

Born in the water, the fire, that steam

By the river side where ****, dey high, the grass green

If they mess with you, they get one-eye like black beans

The ancestors are starting to speak more loudly

Proudly I listen to what they sayin' about me

We all sinners, but God was in us before they sent us on slave ships and consecrated Israel and Saudi

That means our villages are holy grounds

Our traditions and our names, they all are holy sounds

The wealth that's in our continent was stolen out

But what they gon' do with me now, they can't control me now?

When I rap is like the sun go dark

I discovered hidden flows, tell me who the fuck is Mungo Park?

White supremacists, shit, Uncle Park

You talking to a Black king with a disgruntled heart

My **** king

Only got the grind in my system

Many water pass wey for drown men (Drown men)

Nothing shakes the strength of a Black man (Black Man)

In, in me

Blood of my forefathers in me

Steady, chasing that paper daily

Orishirishi men, dem be tryna

(But odeshi, dey for my Black skin)

(You see the young kings)

(Odeshi, dey for my Black skin)

(You see the young kings)

(Odeshi, dey for my Black skin)

(Black man)

How cool are y'all?