A-Q & Brymo – Baale House Lyrics

A-Q & Brymo – Baale House Lyrics
Baale House
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    "Baale House." - A-Q & Brymo

    Album: Ethos
    Track No: 07

    Tell somebody to tell anybody
    To tell every person, to tell everybody
    Dem carry matter go for Baale house
    I no go, I no think twice
    I no care, I no fit fight
    I no be the one wearing disguise
    Dem no dey think right
    Tell everybody to everybody
    To tell everybody to tell everybody
    Tell somebody to tell anybody
    To tell every person, to tell everybody
    Eh, for Baale house
    I no think twice
    For Baale house
    I no think twice
    The hands on the clock is a quarter past infinity
    God's word's forever the music is God's vicinity
    All work for better as long I decree in this
    Your ears will be blessed as you listen with gross indiscipline
    Non-fiction, real life not written with ink type
    No genre this is whatever the fuck I feel like
    For what you are about to witness this is your VIP invite
    For all the mistakes man makes I'm filling this with insight
    100 percent love from my imaginary haters
    Still trying to find the source of the leaks of Pandoras papers
    Journalistic poetry, outer space is a cold place
    Hell on earth, Nigeria stays burning as it rotates
    Try to speak on behalf of my people hoping it holds weight, no way
    The bastards shot the messengers at the toll gate
    Where do you find solace, fashion statements with no taste
    Price tag on my life, but my soul ain't for showcase
    Lactose intolerant, but I'm a cereal kinda guy
    Nasco for terrorism, no justice for the blind
    Freedom for the woke, I'm on Dj Cuppy's kinda time
    Son of God, Son of John my inheritance is shine
    It's heavy on my mind, circumstances behind my birth
    Place in a country that greatly stifles the best, and slowly kills of the rest
    My only feeling of regret is looking at my passport
    And I'm thinking of self defense
    The yahoo boys’ dealings and the ritual killings
    Fake miracles and healings such a mutual feeling huh
    The hands on the clock is a quarter past infinity
    God's word's forever the music is God's vicinity
    All work for better as long I decree in this
    Your ears will be blessed as you listen with gross indiscipline
    Non-fiction, real life not written with ink type
    No genre this is whatever the fuck I feel like
    For what you are about to witness this is your VIP invite
    For all the mistakes a man makes I'm filling this with insight

    Writer(s): Gilbert Bani & Olawale Ibrahim Ashimi.

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