Naija Still Dey Rise

Naija. My people, dem say we go tire. But Naija no

dey grief oh. Even with light wahala, for the wahala, we still dey

waka. Eh. Oya, make we talk am true.

Naija still dey rise. Even when we dey cry. Power no dey

full high, but we still dey survive. Dem chop the money,

dem tell us lie. But ghetto youths dey shine, we no go

die. Naija still dey rise. Eh. We go dey

all right. Eh. Even when dem wan break us, we still dey