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Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Abraham Hoff
Songwriter
Lyrics
Make I speak my mind
To the people make dem understand
Evil people showing fake smile
I come dey think everyday n night
It's a Cold world we live in my brother
Some things don't change my brother
Na this kind thing dey top my matter
Plenty plenty things I no understand
Am mad I just lost a sister
Na this thing way dey kill my liver
Begging for your mercy
Shey you hear me father
Blessing for the ones who still dey here
Father
I Pray for my sister
Make she Rest In Peace
Message for the badman
Make dem see no peace
Down on my knees
Is your mercy that I seek
Every night when I sleep
Na ur face I dey see
Oh lord have mercy
Scary how dem people keep changing
Thinking we all wanting the same thing
Just realising they been faking o nah
It's a Cold world we live in my brother
Some things don't change my brother
Na this kind thing dey top my matter
Plenty plenty things I no understand
Am mad I just lost a sister
Na this thing way dey kill my liver
Begging for your mercy
Shey you hear me father
Blessing for the ones who still dey here
Father
I was lost, I was sick
I felt pain
Now that am back
I go feed of this pain
Make dem no fear me
Make dem forgive me
Nobody is perfect
This world no go change me
Free my mind
Make I free my mind
Na for this song only
I fit speak my mind
Give my flowers
While am still alive
No come talk nonsense
On the day I die
It's a Cold world we live in my brother
Some things don't change my brother
Na this kind thing dey top my matter
Plenty plenty things I no understand
Am mad I just lost a sister
Na this thing way dey kill my liver
Begging for your mercy
Shey you hear me father
Blessing for the ones who still dey here
Father
Say if die before I wake
Will the people remember me
Or will they judge me by the wrong things that I did
Say if die before I wake
Will the people remember me
Or will they judge me by the wrong things that I did
It's a Cold world we live in my brother
Some things don't change my brother
Na this kind thing dey top my matter
Plenty plenty things I no understand
Am mad I just lost a sister
Na this thing way dey kill my liver
Begging for your mercy
Shey you hear me father
Blessing for the ones who still dey here
Father
Writer(s): Abraham Hoff
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