Tinubu (Slave Of The West)

Riviir

Composed by: R. Mitchell
As I turn these pages of history, the wiser I am
Theories I couldn’t grasp, now I understand
Like witnessing my grandmother fighting for land
Me and my peers spending nights in remand
Taught to shoot a gun, not to fight with our hands
A life of freedom, a life of peace, that's the life we demand
Being raised in a black nation
We could all prosper, but everyone lacks patience
Law makers make deals to turn profits
Just to benefit their own pockets
Past predicts future, you’ll realize it’s all a cycle
History repeats itself, it's like life recycled
Nature of man, dilemma you can’t decipher
Can’t resist, like raw meat to a tiger
Seen our fore-parents demise, yet we ain't no wiser
We won't stop till we become our own colonizer

Tales of wicked men
Sold their own for dividends
Things I see through these vivid lens
Crucial times that were living in
Things men do for gold
I hope you know of the stories told
Tales of wicked men
Sold their own for dividends
Things I see through these vivid lens
Crucial times that were living in
Things men do for gold
I hope you know

I'm a soldier, like Ibrahim Traoré
Fighting for my people, not fighting not fighting for glory
Thousand years from now they be telling our story
The lost soldier trapped in purgatory
As I open up my third eye, the things I see
Africa has become the kingdom of thieves
We need structure, selfless leaders
But the west sent them all to dwell with Jesus
Nights be the coldest but we’re soldiers
There's more Gaddafi than they told us
Their history blindfold us
They hold us using puppets like Tinubu
Sacrifice your own for opulence, you been a fool
Ignorant men, lacking in God's wisdom
Will I see Lumumba in God's kingdom
History told lies and in lies we trust
A war is coming, will North Africa fight with us

Tales of wicked men
Sold their own for dividends
Things I see through these vivid lens
Crucial times that were living in
Things men do for gold
I hope you know of the stories told
Tales of wicked men
Sold their own for dividends
Things I see through these vivid lens
Crucial times that were living in
Things men do for gold
I hope you know

Bola Tinubu, modern day King Tegbesu
King Gezo, Kings of Benin
Is being black a blessing or sin
With every tribulation there's a lesson within
The anomaly, too much black people still in poverty
Hungry and stressed, can’t even think properly
Thug life on my belly, that’s the 2Pac in me
Honorable like a Japanese
Káy fear no man, my only fear is karma
Aerial views, vantage point of Palki Sharma
As a child I used to yearn for my mother’s love
Heartbroken, couldn't hear no mama
Gossiping takes precedence over raising a son
So I lurk in da streets till da day is done
My own brother ate my food and ain't gave me none
Damn! Couldn’t even save the crumbs

Tales of wicked men
Sold their own for dividends
Things I see through these vivid lens
Crucial times that were living in
Things men do for gold
I hope you know of the stories told
Tales of wicked men
Sold their own for dividends
Things I see through these vivid lens
Crucial times that were living in
Things men do for gold
I hope you know

Yow, yow
Got a lot on my mind y’all
It’s like we’re going in circles
Too much black on black crime
What are we doing
Come on
If you would read your history books
You would know that we’ve taken this path over and over again
This is the reason why we're at the bottom of the food chain when it comes to worldly affairs
Congo, Rwanda, what are we doing?
Come on
Haven’t you seen the news
Nations executing ethnic cleansing on other nations
Mass massacres of babies and no one is doing anything about it
It’s like no one cares
I can’t help but think that we're next
We’re vulnerable, were unprotected, we're un-united
It's very easy for them to put us back in chains
Come on, what are we doing, come one
Man conquers and destroy using his hands and weapons of mass destruction
A woman will destroy and deceive using her words
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World War Two
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