YORUBA BLOOD, KRU TONGUE

My blood speaks in twos but my pain only got one voice

Yoruba in my heartbeat Kru in my spit

I was born in a battle between names

My gods don't sleep they scream in flames

Yoruba blood Kru tongue no shame

I talk in thunder walk in bones

Speak in a language that war disowns

Haa oooh

Yoruba blood

Kru tongue sharp like flood

I ain't from a tribe I'm from the mud

My father came from Oguns temple fists like war prayers

My mother spit Kru proverbs through her black stare

I was raised in tongues both cursed and coded

Two tribes in my DNA and both exploded

They told me pick a side I said I am both blades

One cuts in spirit the other bleeds grenades

Got griot dreams and trench instincts

Speak Yoruba with a Kru twist that's war ink

My face carved in dust my name written in fights

I spit tribal scripture in power outage nights

I'm what happens when two gods refuse to lose

So I walk with a limp and a voice full of wounds

My gods don't sleep they scream in flames

Yoruba blood Kru tongue no shame

I talk in thunder walk in bones

Speak in a language that war disowns

Haa oooh

Yoruba blood

Kru tongue sharp like flood

I ain't from a tribe I'm from the mud

They thought a body couldn't carry two spirits

But I carry them both like knives in the same belt

One speaks one strikes