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lirik lagu chicken no dey cry for night – muxxxmill

verse 1
we never been woke, any c*ck crowing we shot with catapult
it was quiet foggy (foggy), last night
a mad drunk, had come by me and the few association boys (woo woo woo)
he begged for nuts, my first sergeant summersaulted both to the ground
that made sure they swam
the scent frm plantains, some blunt roles shisha that simmered and rice that jollof’d
might’ve been what rsvped our hideout
from the first honking of police sirens, our snitching kids bangered up nepa
dodging our regular customers
even bush rats will bе proud of the swerve wе pulled on the fence till this day
i mean he wasn’t the only, to survive on his wits
the epiphany of peac*cks
just that our feathers weren’t given the right tools to blossom
you talking gibberish divulging your father’s wealth secrets
without to some wet p*ssy to ice the cake
so when his skull started bleeding, imagine the comic relief
who knows, maybe if he wasn’t the seventh son yeah the seventh of fourteen
but two of a max three in a village setting
set in the middle of nowhere, things would have pan out different
to be honest, his nigerian father thought he was doing us a favor
by laying eggs he won’t be here fend for

chorus 1
from his ugly lips
chicken no dey cry for night (ayo ayo)
no crown upon his crown
chicken no dey cry for night (ayo ayo)
verse 2
a crowd on the prowl, we continued coding with slangs off yoruba
urhobo, sometimes mixing hausa
dem no born u well to judge our mechanical accuracy
mostly we backbenched any schoolishness
picking jokes off our hats, whenever the class needed a trick
life itself na cruise and my father’s 406
was snuff to put me as the apex predator that blew your mines
and everything was just ‘bout to change as my stare left the steering wheel
setting sail on a star amma finna cast
see my career as a rapist was floating with no obstruction
two doggone years outta uni
you can tell i’m fallen slowly in love with my political d*mnation
rather than job hunt, my vocal chords on success
had started driftin whenever i braked up on your lane
and every chance i keep getting i miseducated you with tupacs
one was through hook or crook let’s collide, against these bands
by emptyin passengers cheddars and harmlessly mo’cheddah flared
as we chauffeured from agege
but dumpin their slavery ass at ilupeju junction, it was godd*mn poetic
the other was rather invigoratin my consciousness to bundle
ritualists, who raised the standard livin’ of ecstasy
to board this sp*ceship is to lay here wit’ mosquitos
to audition new stars whom we tore through as we baked in a crescent moon
like they’ve ever provided us with the textbooks to feed their little minds as we nursed ‘em
some boy bumped
chorus 1
camel toe or codeine, wetin i go swallow for stress relief as
chicken no dey cry for night
from her beautiful lips as we emptied up its fragrance, abeg
chicken no dey cry for night
strippin’ your ghetto naked, for mata wey no even concern me but
chicken no dey cry for night

verse 3
on my shoulder, and almost let it rip off it’s collarbone
he ran he ran, we chased we chased (we chased)
we’ve finally found the supplier of our sorrows
and no you wrong it’s not high tariff
this was onitsha
the rules had applied to aba market, computer village *lagos, and kurmi market for kano
so understand i’ll be given a special treat in their heart (in their heart)
if i caught him
we loved we were barbarians, we thirsted for blood on our hands
just as we do egusi on our nails, then fate smiled (fate smiled)
the concrete of the gutter had been slackin’
for god so loved our world that he’d entertained our stale hearts wit’ warmth
the young man didn’t want to want to dine wit’ us and now we could
rigmarole and l!ck every bit of his puddle of tears
who the f is you to tell us he isn’t a thief, he isn’t an (ole, ole, ole)

[bridge]
oga no pity me yeah, no pity me yeah and bring the nail
push rocks and still use rock to pluck my eyes
make i point where to pour petrol, no be so
to the earth why not return to use
my ash as ur caller tune, dial zero, dial
verse 4
just because (jus because, jus because, jus because)
just because i move #500 from iya peppers bash, wipe, gimme hot slap for my face
play for ground like say no be woman born me
play me for felele until my tummy less
grind me for real criminal jare, my twice removed cousin wey too like beans
all cus i tried replenish a quarter o’ minimal wage bill
boil ur 2 kobo and melt am for my forehead
still, hug aro baggers (baggers), kiss eiye frat boys (woo woo woo)
show buccaneers the other room
once 2 knack for night, and kongi still dey ur blood
stroll to the uncompleted building wey jazz make me reside and pop me belle
and if dey ask i no go fit talk say na rape
e sweet you, e sweet ur corn, this pepper dey burn my v*g*n* to pieces
but na only shekau dem suppose to carry go mental clinic
wrinkle my shrouds take clean nyash (yeah)
use rusted cutlass tey set my aura free (my aura)
and if i’ve not ghosted by now, step on my chest tighter
heave*ho, and dance galala till my soul cutout
i no go longer worry ‘bout mumcy diabetes
i know heart attack is the next curse on our doormat
i need a rapist to spit on my carcass
i need a counterfeiter to keep on keeping on, trademarking my struggle with a hiss
see i know i deserve my sliced br**sts that you p*wned to hushpuppi on the gram
and lowkey mary kay to conceal all your d*mnation
i’ll be back when insomnia crows again
jehovah*nissi, eventually replaced the 5 thou’ i did take that got me skinned
as i parte after parte in heaven
ooh la la, if you make the cut to the recipe

chorus 2
from his beautiful lips
chicken no dey cry for night (ayo, ayo)
a crown upon his crown
chicken no dey cry for night (ayo, ayo)

outro
see we still cry for night, nature still k!ll us chop
before the owner show so, i go declare my heart
camel toe and codeine, and still my stress lives on
chicken no dey cry for night

- muxxxmill

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