Jesse Jagz - Nigerian Gangster lyrics

[Intro - {Mr. Wallace & Min. Farrakhan}] {Mr. Wallace: You go to Nigeria, which is, if not the most corrupt nation in Africa and it is, it could be the most corrupt nation in the world, Minister Farrakhan Min. Farrakhan: Oh now, Mr Wallace .. Mr. Wallace: It is the most corrupt nation that I have ever covered, I have been there 25 years ago and I've been there as recently as last year.} [Verse 1] He walks into the spot See us pimping every stops, Cranberry and ciroc Shots chilling on them rocks He listens for the cops, he can hear the ticking of the clocks Its a tale of a chicken and a fox Hands still shaking from the Shotgun Each and every stops, intuition on top Kitchen is at locks, still listen if anybody knocks Vision never stops how he never listen to his Pops But now, he wishing he was ready for the mission He was too young to listen Guns gone missing He on the Television, from New York to Briston One hell of a mission, even on the international Now, give it up for that Nigerian Gangster You move to fast, they might blast you Streets is after Police, they might catch you It's a fact, the next man be your actor Too hard to capture, back-door contractor Cruise in a Mazda, chased by the LASTMA Pace getting faster, plate say Alaska Registration is a fake from Madagascar Ungrateful .. He unfaithful Do anything he paid to When everybody hates you It's a wonder how he make-do They too late to underrate you I'm talking M, talking Ice, talking Wizzy Too hot for TV, believe me is easy I'm talking Jazzy .. I'm talking Banky I'm talking Nigerian swag, I'm talking Swa*ky Now, eff you, this is the chapter The Captain and Master, Nigerian Gangster Can't see me, all you hear is my laughter Gold is what I'm after, silver and alabaster I'mma ba*tard, I'mma goon, I'mma Pastor See I'm a real G, I'mma actor Contractor, remove bricks like a tractor I'mma singer, producer and I'm a rapper I'm talking VEC, I'm talking Phyno I'm talking Olamide, I'm talking Gino I'm talking English, I'm talking Nigerian Lingo I ain't fvckin' around, baby girl, I'm talking Mandingo [Bridge] Uhn, Let it bounce, let it breathe Eh, I'm talking real shady business, uh Too hot for TV, Believe me Motherfvcker, pimping ain't easy [Verse 2] Peace to the dream, to the green-white-green All hail the machine, and pray to the queen, yea Urh! From Saudi Arabia to Greece, peace I pray, let your favour increase And chains on our feet, slaves from the east Stay for the feast and make way for the beast Mary Jane that I keeps, is AK for the streets I'mma lay in my sheets, everyday plenty weeks It's murder, O.J. when I creeps Dre on the beats, it's okay for the Fruits I hustle in my dreams, no play when I sleep Monday to Sunday, I need more days of the week Now, here's still the dream, I'm awake when I sleep I ache in my feet and I'mma take, I'mma keep, urhn! Now tell me, are you fake or you deep? Are you great, are you weak, are you ape, or you sheep? yea Uh! Now, get ready for the beast, uh The whole earth gon' shake when I speaks, whoo! There's a earth-quake in my sheets The earth bakes from the snakes and the creeps Heard, they was waiting for Jacob's defeat, yea I heard it was a major retreat at bay on my bay just to age in your fleet For, I am made stronger he was made to be weak I came to scorch him, I tamed the scorpion Million thanks to Compton, Spain to Austin Ukraine to Boston, God damn I'm awesome My flow smoother than Johnson's and Johnson Now, here's to the Captain and the Master To e-very Nigerian Gangster As love gets colder, light shine all over It's a story of a Soldier, five stars on my shoulder Born in a vision, a extra celestial life form is living in the foetal position Mama always told me, said life is a mission But it's my decision, I was too young to listen I read what was written, surely it was forbidden For loving in its religion, it came down in the form of a dove and a pigeon See, I'm in a prison, conscripted in the system I rose to the division, oh fvck it [Outro - {Min. Farrakhan to Mr. Wallace}] "Shout out to all the Nigerian Gangsters worldwide That's what it is" {Farrakhan: Fine! So what? 35 years old, that's what that nation is; now, here is America 226 years old, you love Democracy? But there in Africa, you trynna force these people into a system of government that you just have accepted 30 years ago; black folk got the right to vote .. You're not in any moral position to tell anybody how corrupt there are. You should be quiet, and let those of us who know our people, go there and help them get out of that condition, but America should keep her mouth shut where ever there's a corrupt regime as much hell as America has raised on the earth.}