Текст песни
It is ripe
It is ready
Wetin you dey find
Ochanam weh
The time has come
The time has come
Children of Abekulan
The time has come
We are here
We are here
I hope you are ready
We are here
Yes yes
It is ripe
King of talkatives
I have my talking pot
We have come, we have come to play
We have staff of justice
We have the power
With a very big staff of authority
It's we who practice
We are the ones who honor the death
We are the culture keepers
Son of the soil
Better call us
Children of the soil
It is ripe, it is time
We practice friendly wrestling
I hope you will not runaway
Like our friend, Mr. Runaway
Because the day has arrived
Adjust your wrapper
Hold your waist
Because the Abekulaners
They came out to dance
Get ready
Yes yes
You should have to be ready
It is ripe
It is ready
Wetin you dey find
Ochanam weh
The time has come
The time has come
Children of Abekulan
The time has come
We are here
We are here
I hope you are ready
We are here
Yes o
This is not a matter of bragging
Our land is very big and mighty
Come here and come there
If not for accent, meant same thing
Bcuz who roasts and cooks at the same time
Surely knows the strength of their stomach
All hands are not the same size
Neither does all buttocks look alike
But the whole of our tribes are the same
The Land of Iwhoruoha is one
Akebulan is one
Till time immeasurable
Abeku beku
We set the agenda
River that never dries
God's of the river
And God's of the forest land
Girl, shake that bossom for me
Like we are about to break something
It is ripe
It is ready
Wetin you dey find
Ochanam weh
The time has come
The time has come
Children of Abekulan
The time has come
We are here
We are here
I hope you are ready
We are here
Yo
The talk I've been muting for a while
Just got riped
You come from Kivukiland
To our land
With the main task of deciding for us
Is it?
That's an act of aggression
But we do not have knives
We do not bring bottles
We have no guns on us
It is with our mouths we are fighting it
But be careful it doesn't boomerang on you
You understand
Garden City
Abeku Beku
One love, Black love
African love