Man Must Chop
Man must chop, na wetin dem talk,
Hunger no dey wait, e no dey knock.
From morning reach night, we dey hustle,
Stomach no fit hear say money dey castle.
Man go dig, man go plant,
For farm or market, e no matter the chant.
Garri, yam, or small egusi,
Anything wey go make belly no dey fussy.
Man must chop, no time to slack,
Sweat for forehead, load for back.
Na so life be, we dey strive,
To keep body and soul alive.
Soup wey sweet, na better hand stir,
Even if e small, e go still dey bear.
Na for chop we dey find connection,
Food dey join heart, e no get rejection.
Man must chop, make fire dey burn,
Mama dey stir, pikin dey turn.
Rice for plate, stew dey smile,
Na so we dey chop once in a while.
For every swallow, we sabi the truth,
Food na life, e dey sweet like fruit.
No matter the wahala, we no go stop,
Because for this life, man must chop.
Make we chop together, na better way,
E go sweet pass to dey run solo play.
Na unity be the ultimate gain,
As we chop today, we go chop again.
Hunger no dey wait, e no dey knock.
From morning reach night, we dey hustle,
Stomach no fit hear say money dey castle.
Man go dig, man go plant,
For farm or market, e no matter the chant.
Garri, yam, or small egusi,
Anything wey go make belly no dey fussy.
Man must chop, no time to slack,
Sweat for forehead, load for back.
Na so life be, we dey strive,
To keep body and soul alive.
Soup wey sweet, na better hand stir,
Even if e small, e go still dey bear.
Na for chop we dey find connection,
Food dey join heart, e no get rejection.
Man must chop, make fire dey burn,
Mama dey stir, pikin dey turn.
Rice for plate, stew dey smile,
Na so we dey chop once in a while.
For every swallow, we sabi the truth,
Food na life, e dey sweet like fruit.
No matter the wahala, we no go stop,
Because for this life, man must chop.
Make we chop together, na better way,
E go sweet pass to dey run solo play.
Na unity be the ultimate gain,
As we chop today, we go chop again.
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