Our children must be taught, of africa
Corpse straight to hell where the devils wants ya
I'm recordin' that shit on the fuckin' little mic
Her father in his room sucking the devils dick,
Get him a mauri flow, from the mauri show
The devils stuck with this never hearing hero
Got the devils own luck/no more a rebel, grown up
Fuck a mask, i want that ho to know it's me, ugh
That's the capital of ghana for you idiots
Red eyed demons whispering the devils secrets
Trying to get back to this thing called love
But im surrounded by devils,
And get caught, in the moment
Angels fight with devils and
Misses street sweeper creepin again the devils my friend
Hold your applause until the ceremony end
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