BR-SB with Afro-Juju & Highlife

Lyrics

BURG CITY RECORDS in collaboration with THE GALACTIC JiNG & BiNG STUDIOS Presents: BR-SB × AFRO-JUJU HIGHLIFE × FUJI “MIND UNCHAINED — WHEN THOUGHT REMEMBERS ITSELF” ACKNOWLEDGEMENT & DEDICATION — (SACRED INSERT / BR-SB × HIGHLIFE × FUJI) (soft flute… distant talking drum… slow heartbeat kick…) TO GOD — (FIRST BREATH BEFORE SOUND) To GOD— the Origin no chain fit reach, the Truth no system fit teach, the Breath wey every life dey borrow but no fit preach. Before colonized thought, before rewritten name, before silence was forced to feel like shame— You still remain the same. Unmoved. Unowned. Unbroken flame. We no dey call You from distance— we dey return through remembrance. Because even when mind forget— soul still get Your address. DEDICATION — (LEKKI TOLL-GATE FALLEN HEROES) (drum drops… space opens… voice closer… heavier) We dedicate this sound— to the fallen heroes of the Lekki Toll-Gate. Not as statistics. Not as headlines. Not as names lost in debate. But as: Breath interrupted—yet still resonating, Voices silenced—yet still translating, Lives cut short—yet still narrating truth wey no fit stop vibrating. BR-SB LAMENT — (SLOW / SOULFUL / DIRECT) That night no end—e enter bone, e carve im truth inside the tone, every drop wey touch that stone— still dey echo: “we no alone.” Dem try mute am—night INTRO — (PALM-WINE GUITAR / TALKING DRUM AWAKENING) (bright Highlife guitar… shekere shimmer… dùndún calls gently…) Lead (soft, smiling): Ehen… no be body first dem try hold… na mind… Talking Drum: KO… KO… KO… Lead: Today—we loose am… CHANT CALL — (YORÙBÁ / WAFFI ROOT) Ọkàn! Who break the chain wey no dey show? Who free the thought wey fear dey hold? RESPONSE — (CROWD / GROOVE BUILDS) Na we! Na we! Mind don free—make e flow! HOOK — (HIGHLIFE SWAY / JOYFUL BUT DEEP) Free my mind—make my rhythm talk, No more fear inside the way I walk, From the chain of thought wey dem once lock— Now I hear my voice when the drum dey knock. No more shrink to fit their frame, No more carry borrowed name, Now I think in my own flame— And the truth no dey feel like shame. VERSE I — (BR-SB FLOW / REFLECTIVE TO ASSERTIVE) Dem no first chain my hand—dem chain my sight, Teach me doubt my own insight, Tell me dark no fit be light— So I dim my spark to make dem right. Dem rename my root to “less than form,” Call my wisdom “pre-inform,” Make me dress my mind to norm— Till I forget say I was born… Born complete—no missing piece, Born with code dem couldn’t erase, But I trade am small for small release— Now I take am back with grace. Yorùbá (ad-lib): Ọkàn mi ti ṣílẹ̀… (My heart/mind is open) PRE-CHORUS — (FUJI DRUMS ROLL IN / INTENSITY) If na thought dem hold—then na thought we free, If na mind dem bend—then na mind we be, If na truth dem hide—then na truth we see— Ọkàn don wake—now we dey see. HOOK — (FULL BAND / CELEBRATION SWING) Free my mind—make my rhythm talk, Fuji drum dey break the mental lock, Highlife guitar dey guide my walk— Now I stand firm—no fear, no shock. VERSE II — (FUJI CADENCE / FAST + ASSERTIVE) I no dey shrink for a system wey fit no my size, I no dey think through a lens wey dey block my eyes, Every lie wey dem plant I go neutralize— With the truth wey dey rise from ancestral skies. Waffi voice: I no go dull my brain, If na borrowed thought—I go return am again, I go think my own—even through the pain— Till my mind dey move like ancestral train. Fuji Chorus (chant): Call: Ta ni o? Response: Emi ni! (It is me!) BRIDGE — (STRIPPED / SAX + SPOKEN BLUES TRUTH) (sax weeps… guitar soft… drum heartbeat only) Lead (spoken): “I thought freedom was movement… till I saw my thoughts were borrowed…” (pause) “Now I return everything wey no be me…” VERSE III — (HYBRID FLOW / TRIUMPH + CLARITY) Now I reason in rhythm, I vision in tone, No more filter for thought wey I call my own, Every doubt wey dem build I dismantle stone— Now my mind be a place wey I truly own. Talking drum say KO!—I answer with light, Highlife say “flow”—I move with insight, Fuji say “stand”—I stand for my right— Now my truth no dey hide from the sight. Igbo (layer): Uche m emeghela… (My mind has opened) Pidgin (echo): Mind don free… FINAL HOOK — (FULL CELEBRATION / DANCE + LIBERATION) Free my mind—make my spirit sing, No more fear of the thought I bring, From the chain to the crown we swing— Now na truth be the only king. Dance the freedom, feel the sound, Break the silence, shake the ground, What was lost is now re-found— Now my mind no dey tied or bound. OUTRO — (CHANT / COMMUNITY VOICES FADE) (shekere fades… drum slows… voices remain) Yorùbá: Ọkàn ò ní di ẹrú mọ́… (The mind will no longer be a slave) Fuji Chorus: Awa free! Pidgin: We don wake… FINAL LINE — (CLOSE MIC / QUIET POWER) > “Dem fit try hold your body… but when your mind remember itself… you don already free.”