Promises by Th3 Ghost Lyrics

(Th3)

Peace...lemme preach

Even though I’m incomplete

And spit like a western deltan

Here to talk about my people

Itsekiris fought with Ijaws

You bite your own blood (jaw,bite)

In the wars

We saw oil and started thieving

Stopped fishing and started beefing

I dug deep and
I got buried in the sand

Came out in another land

No longer a man

But a ghost

Verses are fearsome

But I fear none

Plus I’ve had like 2 sticks

So grant me your ear drums

This nation of mine

Needs sanitation of mind

Face defeat knee deep in shit

Volunteer peeps with bibs

Can’t clean the hood
Cos a crime wave sweeps the street

We’re all rotten fruits in a basket

You only find the truth

When you lying in a casket

The most activist

Were active in the east

RIP to Ojukwu

He fought for the people

He was real

So they couldn’t bear what he brew

That’s why I practice religion in my own way

Party with the Christians on a Friday

Smoke with the Muslims on a Sunday
But God dey

We need a Robin Hood

Cos the rich are robbing the hood

And majority in the south poor (south paw)

They bring the big box in (boxing)

And wrestle us for your daughters

Or maybe I’m just speaking out of order



(YL)

I see you bout to leave here in a hurry

But I’m working for them better days

Every morning

So stay for the night

Just stay for the night

Believe me I promise

X2



(Jaiye)

Our generation is bad

Plus the generator bad

So we need to change the plug

Let’s begin with the question

Before the finessing

Learning is a slow process

Every minute just feels like yesterday

With a few lessons

The one you take

And the one you hate

There’s no guessing or anticipating

Relating to all the circumcised patients

I seem to be patient

Feeling like I need a doctor in the hospital

When it’s more illogical

When you wanna face life and the obstacles

There’s so much to lose

The world spins in a cycle

And the human beings eat and recycle

Still time is a virtue

Still man is a statue

Before the most high

Makes the time makes the vacuum

And the light deems

And you smell doom for the doctor

For now the feeling is fantastic

Speakers blasting as the cameras captures

But time passes

And all you do, feel pain

All you do, feel ashamed

But the gold chains take away

The pain and the bad feelings

Some say money is D’Evils

You flow little

Dripping blood from the old pictures

Some say it’s impossible

The lauryn hill of the future

Or better yet

The Walter reed to get rid of the killah priest



(YL)

I see you bout to leave here in a hurry

But I’m working for them better days

Every morning

So stay for the night

Just stay for the night

Believe me I promise

X2