Jesse Jagz - Nigerian Gangster lyrics

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

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 intermission
Now, give it up for that Nigerian Gangster
You move too fast, they might blast ya
Streets is after, Police they might catch ya
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 Swanky
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 bastard, I'mma goon, I'mma Pastor
See I'm a real G, I'mma actor
Contractor, we move 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

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

Here's 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, OJ when I creeps
Dre on the beats, it's okay for the Fruit's
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 it's 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

"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