SHOKOLOKOBANGOSHE

Intro:
And the government, how can you run in the...?
I mean, it is intolerable.
Its provocative.
So, our government will have to apologize to the Nigerian people.
See the crowd in Jos for goodness sake
I was worried.

Chorus
I no tell them make dem shoot,
I no tell them make dem loot,
I no tell them make dem plunder.

Na you tell them make dem shoot.
Na you tell them make dem loot,
Na you tell them, make dem plunder.

Government e dey my door dey knock me down,
Camera bin dey but dem pull a it out.
Today na today, we no go back e down.
Ready, ma ya go.

Chorus
I no tell them make dem shoot,
I no tell them make dem loot,
I no tell them make dem plunder.

Na you tell them make dem shoot.
Na you tell them make dem loot,
Na you tell them, make dem plunder.

Government e dey my door dey knock me down,
Camera bin dey but dem pull it out.
Today na today, we no go back down.
Ready, ma ya o.

Verse 1:
Situation critical, di bodies wey dem chop d tin dey be like sey na animal.
On di very good day, no be sey we dey di fire,
But dem killing man brother.

Bridge:
Any bagga wey you see for road na shoot on sight.
Military personnel na order you dey follow.
Many women full of sorrow, kicking me for inside wheelbarrow.
GP, your bullets go.

Verse 2:
Burst bottle for his head e no be star bottle,
Coke bottle.
Abobi, your Gurimapa get ridges, bomb bridges.
Nip stitches, olopa na big snitches.

Chorus
I no tell them make dem shoot,
I no tell them make dem loot,
I no tell them make dem plunder.

Na you tell them make dem shoot.
Na you tell them make dem loot,
Na you tell them, make dem plunder.

Government e dey my door dey knock me down,
Camera bin dey but dem pull it out.
Today na today, we no go back down.
Ready, ma ya go.

Outro:
I was out in d roundabout
When dem came running wit a bamboo
D government dem wana kill d youth
Stand strong and tall
Too much pain we need to air it out
Dem kill man in d soul
Too much pain we need to air it out
That's why we protest on d road

There is nothing, nothing we never see for here
This our country sef o,
We don tire for dem
There is nothing, nothing we never see for here
This our country sef o,
We don tire for dem