Yonda – Son Of The Soil Lyrics

Son Of The Soil Lyrics By Yonda

Cla**ic
Call me yondreezy

You are not my enemy
You are a lesson

You sound like a broken record to me
You are not my enemy
You are a lesson
You are not friend
You are a blessing
You sound like a broken record to me
Mummy I sold my birth right for nothing
I wanna buy you gold before you grow old
Buy you every homes on your road

(call me yondreezy hmmm)
You are not my enemy
You are a lesson
You are not friend
You are a blessing
You are a blessing
You are a
You are a blessing

You the heaven I hear about
Or the devil they talk about
Freemason, Illuminati no b clout, I try to understand that life is a rat-race so, I need a brown skin dog for a iron god, brown skin dog for a iron god,
Meta lokan Omo ijo, emi meta lokan son of the soil

You are not my enemy
You are a lesson
You are not my friend
You are a blessing
You are a blessing
You are a
You are a blessing
Blessing blessing blessing

Ito loni kin soto o
Mio gbodo puro o
Ajobi kan ole shanumi
Eni oluwa ransi lon shanu eni
Ota oba yomi
Oluwanioje e eh oh yeah yeah yeah
Ota oba yomi
Oluwanioje e eh oh yeah yeah yeah
Ota oba yomi

So I need a brown skin dog for an iron god
Brown skin dog for an iron god
Meta lokan omo ijo emi
Meta lokan
Son of the soil.

Call me yondreezy

You are not my enemy
You are a lesson
You are not my friend
You are a blessing
You are a blessing
You are a
You are a blessing

So I need a brown skin dog for an iron god
Brown skin dog for an iron god
Meta lokan omo ijo emi
Meta lokan
Son of the soil