Vector – The Crown of Clay ft. M.I Abaga & Pheelz

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Lyrics of The Crown of Clay by Vector

(Intro - M.I Abaga)


My father told me when I was around, the day


He took me to the river sat me down to pray


Right there in the water to the sound of pain


From the mud he fashioned me a crown of clay


It’s no one can ever take this sound away


Took me to the water sat me down to pray


And right there by the river to the sound of pain


Form the mud he fashioned...


(Verse 1 - Vector)


Welcome to the bloodline of the black kings


Real life, black sins


The black church, black thoughts, black sins


Uganda, Bobby Win?, magazines


Newsflash but old news, lik? sins


We can’t speak judge me my jeans


An soro soke shey won gbo loke, quite mean


But you can’t hold the voices, some of them go burst out


We have way to many voices, this is clubhouse


I'm African and blessed


I hold it down even when I face distress


The kind of punches wey fit make your face depress


I mean if life is a bitch then this is sex


It’s big dick energy when I flex


I think them scared of me, it’s my guess


But what’s beef to a man from the west


Cowboy, power to man with the chest


How boy? treasure wey I carry deep within


But society is getting in between


The thing long like many limousines


But I dey dey dey, King no dey japa


People of Opobo, this king is Jaja


Story of a slave to a king


Na barrack boy wey dey relate many things


No be ashawo if I fuck many queen


You see this crown of clay is really a thing


(Chorus - Pheelz)


For instance, only got the grind in my system


Many water pass wey for drown me


Nothing shake the strength of a black man, in in me


Blood of my forefathers in me


Steady chasing that paper daily


Orisirisi many men be trying


But odeshi dey for my black skin


(Verse 2 - M.I Abaga)


Yo, M.I


Welcome to the blood line of black queens


Who birth the black dreams, from their black hips


And covered us with black wings


Women with heart of a king, like drag queens


My mother told me wash your hands in the black stream


For the soil on which you toil has gasoline


Boil in the water the fire that steam


By the riverside where niggers dey high, grass green


If they mess with you dey get one eye, like black beans


The ancestors are starting to speak more loudly


Proudly I listen to what they're saying about me


We all sinners but God was in us


Before they sent us on slaveships


And consecrated Israel and Saudi


That means our village is our holy grounds


Our traditions and our names they all are holy sounds


The wealth that's in our continent was stolen up


But what they gon do with me now


They can’t control me now


When I rap is like the sun go dark


I discovered hidden flows tell me who the fuck is mungo park?!


White supremacist shht, uncle park


You talking to a black king with a disgruntled heart


My nigga king!


(Chorus - Pheelz)


For instance, only got the grind in my system


Many water pass wey for drown me


Nothing shake the strength of a black man, in in me


Blood of my forefathers in me


Steady chasing that paper daily


Orisirisi many men be trying


But odeshi dey for my black skin

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