The Judgement

Tempo: 98 BPM (Gritty, hard-hitting beat with a prominent, menacing bassline and sharp percussion.)

Vibe: Uncompromising, dominant, street-smart, a warning to enemies, and a testament to resilience.

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(Verse 1)

Yeah… uhn

Man na that kind man wey, e no first like e problem

But if them want try me, make them ban enjoyment,

If you wake up the giant, prepare for the judgment,

One move from my hand, I end your independence,

Shut down your city, clear the environment,

Man call my name for ei mop ei go confirm

Ask ma man Peezy, ei go give you reference

A prophet of God, but I no wear garment,

Mendem know say my flow hard like Popo ei government

(Pre-Chorus)

See, if money no dey,

I’m not only traumatized,

Mental disorder,

I’m feeling paralyzed,

I no fit dey Douala make I tell you say I dey France,

Fake life go scatter, reality go give them chance.

(Chorus)

This is the judgment, no escape, no delay,

From the concrete jungle, we dey here for stay,

If you push me, na war, no be small complain

For this mboko wey I dey, we breaking every chain!

(Verse 2 - storytelling)

Why I go dey lie just to look like a baller?

When ngeme di bite, I no fit be a caller,

But I move like UN, across every border

Like Doctors Without Borders, I’m healing disorders

Just putting my life and my money in order.

Yeah, the struggle was real, but the vision is clearer

Now the victory’s mine, I’m a lyrical murdra!

So if you no fit jam, better hide for one side

If the carco plenty I putam for down, I no fit broke my shoulders

Them go cam go but I still remain, man na one man soldier

Sound of the street, the rhythm of the fighters

Dropping truth like bomb, slicing through the layers

(Pre-Chorus)

See, if money no dey,

I’m not only traumatized,

Mental disorder,

I’m feeling paralyzed,

I no fit dey Douala make I tell you say I dey France,

Fake life go scatter, reality go give them chance.

This is the judgment, no escape, no delay,

From the concrete jungle, we dey here for stay,

If you push me, na war, no be small complain

From mboko, breaking every chain!

I no like problem, I just dey my lane,

But push me, na war — no be small complain

If you look for my shadow, you go see the rain

Reggie na legend, the grand ei place first dey

Man be done mastered the hustle, and the pain

From the depths of the struggle, where the strong remains

This is the anthem, again and again.

(Outro)

(Beat gets heavier, more atmospheric, then cuts abruptly)

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