GOD of the Brave & Bold

Lyrics

BURG CITY RECORDS in poetic collaboration with The JING & BING STUDIOS Presents: 🎤🔥 GOD OF THE BRAVE & BOLD AFRO-JUJU STREET LITANY — MEMORY IN MOTION OPENING SIGNAL — THE BLUEPRINT AWAKENING ​I. THE DRUM CHECK Steady the rhythm, clear the block, Listen for the sound inside the rock. No static here, just the frequency flow, From the concrete root where the ancestors grow. Beat hit the pavement, heart hit the sky, We don't just exist—we amplify. Step one: be di Clarity. Step two: bring in Strategy. Step three: Manifest the new reality. The street got eyes, but the soul got sight, We turn the shadows into morning light. If the road gets rough, don't break the stride, The spirit is the engine, the truth is the guide. ​ From Warri heat to Benin street, The Afro-Juju pulse is the only beat. Every drop of sweat is a down payment on a dream, Every broken link is a step toward the beam. We don't fold, we don't fade, We follow the path the pioneers laid. The cadence is constant, the movement is real, The Juju Activation is the soul’s new seal. ​ Before the world unfold, before our story was told, Before the crown carried glory, before the kingdom carried gold, There was vibration. A whisper inside creation, a pulse before narration. A rhythm before language, a sound before translation. Through every story hidden and untold, There is a chapter waiting to unfold. Buried beneath pressure, buried beneath pain, There is still sunlight after the rain. The gold inside the struggle, the strength inside the fight, The fire inside the hurdle, the gift inside the night. CALL / RESPONSE SEAL CALL: Free my mind — make rhythm shine! RESPONSE: Juju align — still divine, Redesign time, Make pain turn fine line, Make soul recline inside rhyme. 🏁 BAR ONE — ROAD FREQUENCY ORIGIN OF BENIN BOUNCE GOD with the plenty gold for the brave and bold. Drop the code, make destiny flow slow-mo. Even gutter grow gold when divine wind blow. Warri talk inside my backbone, no slack tone. Benin drum inside my bloodline — old stone, black throne. Every step I take dey echo ancestral saxophone. Every breath I break dey rebuild what pain postpone. Street no be silent hammer — na coded conversation. Survival turn grammar for spiritual translation. What dem call struggle na divine calibration. Pressure introduce hustle for creation activation. ⚡ BAR TWO — RELOAD SPIRIT Pressure no be punishment — na sacred expression. Depression turn direction, pain turn progression. GOD dey remix suffering into resurrection. Juju Hold. Afro fold. BRXB be did Gold. Celebrity Steve reload. Clay of my existence dey reshape my soul. From cold to bold, to code wey unfold whole scroll. Every tear be data for divine interpretation. Every scar be signal for spiritual navigation. What break you first go build your elevation. Pain no be ending — na initiation. 🥁 BAR THREE — TIME SPIRAL CHANT Babaginda Gather. Abacha Scatter. Baba Atiku sold everything claim dem no matter . Even broken matter still carry sacred pattern. GOD write correction where failure no fit enter ever. Sunday. Monday. One-day. Payday. From altar cry to sunrise smile, Same soul upgrade through divine pathway. Delay no be denial — na divine relay. What you lost in night go return in holy display. Every prayer na seed inside time dimension. Every silence na womb for divine intention. What you call waiting na spiritual extension. GOD dey stretch destiny beyond human comprehension. ⚔️ BAR FOUR — FREQUENCY WARFARE Quiet. Riot. Pilot. Bini Griot. We dey rise through noise where broken souls gather proud. Cut shroud, speak loud, Still humble inside crowd. But rhythm too sharp — e dey split dark cloud. Every system wey fake collapse under tone. Every lie wey heavy lose weight for bone. Truth no need army — na vibration alone. Once drum talk finish, silence go moan. 🪙 BAR FIVE — GOLD COUNT DESTINY LEDGER FLOW Every pain I collect turn currency of soul. Journey rough, but destiny still dey show road. Story sold for cold world, But spirit no fold. We dey turn ash into anthem, iron into gold. No remote control for soul wey dem no fit hold. We dey self-write future from ancestral scroll. Every setback be setup for sacred rise. Every breakdown be blueprint in disguise. What look like end na beginning through wise eyes. Because survival always learn how to rise. 🔥 HOOK — SYNTHESIS GOD of the Brave & Bold, hold the code, spirit mode, overload. 🌍 OUTRO — CONTINUUM BLESSING SEAL Oya hear ham now… Afro-Juju Continuum no get ending. Na ancestors make the rhythm keep ascending. Black Rhythm & Xoulful Blues no pretending. The Blueprint of di Juju Xound still expanding. 🧬 FINAL CONTINUUM FORM LOCK from-rhythm-to-memory-still-holding-me, from-memory-to-language-still-building-me, from-language-to-meaning-still-feeding-me, from-meaning-to-law-still-defining-me. This no be poetry again — na living code. This no be sound again — na destiny mode