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Me dey hustle for the street no rest no play
Wetin I go chop na my mind everyday
Dust for my shoe dust for my eye
But still I dey move I dey aim for sky
Pain be my teacher pain be my guide
E dey cut me deep but I no go hide
Thegiftedbarber sharp like blade
From the ghetto where dreams dey fade
Cut my pain carve my name
Now the fire wey I spark go flame
I dey carry my scars like tattoo on skin
Life be the ring and I no fit win
But I jab I swing I dey go all in
Dem laugh for my back now dem wan join in
Ghetto youth hear me no be lie
Pain fit lift you pain fit fly
Na the fire inside wey dey purify
Na the hunger wey dey make you try
Thegiftedbarber sharp like blade
From the ghetto where dreams dey fade
Cut my pain carve my name
Now the fire wey I spark go flame