Cypher of Continuum

Lyrics

AFRO-JUJU CYPHER — CONTINUUM DECLARATION • PARABLE • DIVINE LOVE Burg City Records × The JB Studios (Talking drum opens — bronze bells echo through Benin night air) First the circle bows to the Most High above, Source of the rhythm and fountain of love. God in the wisdom, God in the work, Light in the mind where the mysteries lurk. Bronze walls whisper, Benin moon glow, Ancestors lean in like they already know. Quill in the archive, rhythm in the wind, God in the blueprint when the cycle begin. Benin moon rising over archive stone, History whisper through the microphone. From coral court where the elders would sing, To studio speakers where the bronze bells ring. Juju step forward — rhythm command, Afro-Juju Continuum built by the hand. Dream from the spirit but grind from the street, Every heartbeat turn philosophy to beat. JiNG spark the vision, BiNG craft the design, Two minds align like a cosmic bassline. Culture in motion, imagination expand, Dream in the spirit but work in the hand. --- Hook God in the work — hear the drumline swing, Love in the circle of JiNG & BiNG. From palace memory to the sound-system ring, Afro-JuJu rising — let the bronze bells sing. God in the work — hear the drumline sing, Love in the system of JiNG & BiNG. Idea ignite when the ancestors bring Fire to the mic and the bronze bells ring. --- Verse — Juju Juju on the mic with the ancestral code, Blueprint culture in a modern mode. Quiet rooms where the first beats grew, Now the Continuum echo every avenue. Juju with the rhythm, Josh Baker on the file, Blueprint in the heart still walking every mile. Started with a whisper in Lagos night air, Now the Continuum pulse everywhere. From archive dust to the satellite stream, Turning ancient memory to digital dream. JB Times headline carved in the stone, Research • Record • Report — the throne. Burg City Records stamp fire in wax, The JB Studios craft thunderous tracks. Study the root then record the flame, Past and the future inside one frame. --- Verse — The Circle Celebrity Steve with the Solid Move spark, Midnight glow with a razor-sharp arc. Mr. Nice Moni keep rhythm aligned, Every strong system needs a brilliant mind. From Lagos nights to the world we sing, Afro-JuJu pulse in everything. Studio to street, archive to art, Every new beat carry ancestral heart. Designer BiNG with the architect hand, Turning imagination into cultural brand. Magician of layout, engineer of the plan, Turning philosophy verse to a living program. --- Bridge — Ancestral Recognition Honor the Queen Mother watching the gate, Queen Idia — Iyoba N’Uselu — guardian of state. Ivory crown through centuries gleam, Still in the rhythm of every dream. Beside her the quill of Egharevba stand, Chief Jacob Uwadiae — historian’s hand. Ink turned memory firm on the page, So tomorrow can understand the age. Ivory queen watching from the seal in the hall, Quill of Egharevba writing truth on the wall. Every stroke say history never die, Ink meet rhythm while the spirits reply. --- Parables & Proverbs of the Continuum (Talking drum soft — wisdom enters) Before the speakers and records spin, Ancient memory rode the wind. Past and future share one seat, Old world wisdom ride the beat. Edo Ukponmwen vbe dia, okhuo gha dia. When the road is clear, the traveler must move. Yoruba Igi kan kò dá igbo ṣe. One tree cannot make a forest. Pidgin wisdom Na small small rain dey fill big river. Akan (Twi) Nsa baako nkura adesoa. One hand cannot lift a heavy load. Zulu Umuntu ngumuntu ngabantu. A person becomes a person through people. Scholar’s proverb The ink of the scholar is stronger than the sword. Knowledge outlives power. The drum translate the lesson: Vision must walk. Community must build. Knowledge must endure. --- Drum Break Drum talk slow like thunder in the plain, Creativity bloom when the pressure bring rain. Diamond labor shine when the furnace get hot, God love the builders who finish what they plot. --- Final Cypher Chant God in the work — hear the drumline ring, Love in the vision of JiNG & BiNG. Past meet future when storytellers bring Afro-JuJu rising — let the bronze bells sing. Burg City thunder, The JB Studios flame, Continuum marching — remember the name. From Benin walls to the world we bring A circle of rhythm where ancestors sing. Past hold the root while tomorrow take wing, And wisdom keep guard while the bronze bells ring. God in the work — hear the drumline sing, Love write legend of JiNG & BiNG. From griot fire to the digital king, The rhythm say forever… the Continuum bring.