{Hook} (Eclipse)

Nwanne welu nwayo maka echi di ime

Still dem no dey hear they want to kill me

Hafukwa the matter m’kwo onyeobula a scatter

The too fresh ka’m shi eshi batta

Verse 1 (Boogey)

I’m too impatient to wait for curtains to separate

On the roof ready to drop, maybe get hurt and my legs will break

I’m giving you that not-so-popular demand

Go cop it, or I’m a pop ya, and then drop ya in a van

Lock it, and take your body, where I’m depositing the sand

All because you ain’t one of the people rocking to this jam

Binoculars in hand, watching the same dance

To the same song, on replay, son; disc jockey got no hands?

Hip hop has got no fans and the masses are implying

You better forget the rapping and sing

Homie joined redeemed choir, to inspire

Holy chicks to dash him d ting taya

When he sings higher notes

But Agbani not as slim as the chances of him flying

So he’s falling, with style

Listen to request shows and call in just dial

I’m so local, I’m a go global and conquer the industry

See what the bigger picture be

Picture me in timberland boots, in timbaland’s booth

Making a single and Aaliyah’s ghost singing that hook

Wait, Am I supposed to change, am I super like Clark Kent is?

A bird, a plane, an angel from heaven and God sent it

Video viewers seeing more ass than park benches

Rap was a movement and now we can’t even start engines

Wanna hear my music?

Ask for it, make it a prayer point

But the pastor never telling God if you don’t pay your coin

Pay your tithe nigga, make the guy richer

Tell ‘em Boogey’s the truth and you best lie never

That was the space I left for my best line ever

But did you ask for it? (No)

{Hook}

Verse 2 (Eclipse)

Believe me when I say that I am king

Drop to your knees bow down and kiss the ring

I’m talking bout money, you talking bout hashtags

Tell me to be humble, forgive I gats brag

Cuz Na me be that boy from Umuahia wey been dey battle rap

Na owu wey blow me wey make me change the way I handle rap Chai

I drop track they talk say e too hardcore

Tried to dumb down but what more can you ask for

Finally getting paid Alhamdulillah

I hear you niggas say you go HAM it’s a lie

We both got trapped in the jungle of life

Went to hell and back but I’m the one who survived

You following your destiny, while I’m living a prophesy

It’s not a competition, I’m chasing something you can't foresee

Welcome to reality in which you know that I’m a beast

Rappers are like unicorns: to me to me u don’t exist

You didn’t notice it, tell me who’s cold as this

I’m rocking kicks from a different time zone, homie that’s overseas Badman material

Tell me can you conversate

Lost count of groupies from twenty ten stacking up to date

Quit with all the bickering, badman put a little in

Cuz I’m the one they talk about, even when they whispering

Got goons to seal a man catch tossed up in a van

Ironically I still flow sick enough to heal a man