They picked Akanni up one morning
Beat him softball like clay
And stuffed him down the belly
Of a waiting jeep.
Beat him softball like clay
And stuffed him down the belly
Of a waiting jeep.
What business of mine is it
So long they don’t take the yam
From my savouring mouth?
So long they don’t take the yam
From my savouring mouth?
They came one night
Booted the whole house awake
And dragged Danladi out,
Then off to a lengthy
Booted the whole house awake
And dragged Danladi out,
Then off to a lengthy