Vector – The Crown of Clay ft. M.I Abaga & Pheelz

Vector – The Crown of Clay ft. M.I Abaga & Pheelz Lyrics & Video

Vector – The Crown of Clay ft. M.I Abaga & Pheelz, Nigerian street rap sensation, Vector comes through with his much-anticipated song titled The Crown of Clay Ft M.I Abaga and Pheelz.

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(Intro – M.I Abaga)

My father told me when I was around, the day

He took me to the river sat me down to pray

Right there in the water to the sound of pain

From the mud he fashioned me a crown of clay

It’s no one can ever take this sound away

Took me to the water sat me down to pray

And right there by the river to the sound of pain

Form the mud he fashioned…

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(Verse 1 – Vector)

Welcome to the bloodline of the black kings

Real life, black sins

The black church, black thoughts, black sins

Uganda, Bobby Winе, magazines

Newsflash but old news, likе sins

We can’t speak judge me my jeans

An soro soke shey won gbo loke, quite mean

But you can’t hold the voices, some of them go burst out

We have way to many voices, this is clubhouse

I’m African and blessed

I hold it down even when I face distress

The kind of punches wey fit make your face depress

I mean if life is a bitch then this is sex

It’s big dick energy when I flex

I think them scared of me, it’s my guess

But what’s beef to a man from the west

Cowboy, power to man with the chest

How boy? treasure wey I carry deep within

But society is getting in between

The thing long like many limousines

But I dey dey dey, King no dey japa

People of Opobo, this king is Jaja

Story of a slave to a king

Na barrack boy wey dey relate many things

No be ashawo if I fuck many queen

You see this crown of clay is really a thing

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(Chorus – Pheelz)

For instance, only got the grind in my system

Many water pass wey for drown me

Nothing shake the strength of a black man, in in me

Blood of my forefathers in me

Steady chasing that paper daily

Orisirisi many men be trying

But odeshi dey for my black skin

(Verse 2 – M.I Abaga)

Yo, M.I

Welcome to the blood line of black queens

Who birth the black dreams, from their black hips

And covered us with black wings

Women with heart of a king, like drag queens

My mother told me wash your hands in the black stream

For the soil on which you toil has gasoline

Boil in the water the fire that steam

By the riverside where niggers dey high, grass green

If they mess with you dey get one eye, like black beans

The ancestors are starting to speak more loudly

Proudly I listen to what they’re saying about me

We all sinners but God was in us

Before they sent us on slaveships

And consecrated Israel and Saudi

That means our village is our holy grounds

Our traditions and our names they all are holy sounds

The wealth that’s in our continent was stolen up

But what they gon do with me now

They can’t control me now

When I rap is like the sun go dark

I discovered hidden flows tell me who the fuck is mungo park?!

White supremacist shht, uncle park

You talking to a black king with a disgruntled heart

My nigga king!