Liberian Pekin (Official Video)

This song was written from the point of view) of a Liberian kid (Liberian Pekin who recognizes where he has been before, where he is now, and where he wants to be. And regardless the struggles he goes through, he knows that there's hope.

-Liberian Pekin Lyrics

Intro:
Ley papay ne use to say “make it here you make it anywhere” we wor na understanding ay…
(Ay na easy)
Heh…
Haha,
TYPICAL LIBERIAN SHIDD ONLY!!!
Yeah!

Verse 1.
Where I from pah ley hustle ay real
La ay make pekin ne growing beard
La ley place where when somebody talk about helping u, u can be jumping like deer,
U can never make it if u scared
La why ley oldma ne seh na geh fear
La ley place where when Satan show Fay he see pple suffering he position his self,
I know u thinking say I jeh wan be lyrical here Buh I talking ley truth,
I talking bout tinneh Weh happen to me and ley mark on my skin La ley proof,
Street life no use, u Mon tell God thank you ay na happen to u,
Oh Buh wettin we wey do, ay na like ley place weh we living La soni we choose,

Pre Hook.
Don’t pray to see ley place I come from,
ay na small thing happening there,
Back in ley day our oldma ne send us to sell some man ne wan put us in bag,
Eshagabah ne kill they taya
David Qua ne wor causing wahallah,
La how you duh know when ur oldma can pray,
La how you duh know when u blessed,

Hook:
As a Liberian Peking I made up my mind,
Never to loose
Tho my oma wor na having plenty money Buh she showed me how to choose
As a Liberian Lay boy I had to buckle my shoe,
Jeh to position my ones and twos,
I got to do what I do,

LI-B, LIB- Uhhh yeah
LI-B, LI- Uhhh yeah
LI-B, LI-LI- Uhhh yeah
LI-B, LI- Uhhh yeah

Verse 2.
I wey never forget bout ley time I wor,
Coming up me and Roberto
Drinking water from ley creek
Our oldma ne begging for old clothes
La why I na like ay when some of my boy ne come tell me say I Mon na hustle,
Becor if Ian hustle La who coming hustle for me? Oh Buh dator lookah lewo,
They use to make us to sleep on ley ground,
They use to mean us with pillow
Jeh becor na they know say we wor blind they use to hold us on lewo,
They callay ley phone and ley market money Weh ley say we Mon carry to sinoe,
I remember grona men ne almost to kill me ley time I was seventeen yr old,
Man ne na suffer
Buh la becor na man ne can talk all
So ley jeh feel we living bread and butter,
So ley jeh feel my grandpa La wor Tolbert
Sometime I breathing like baylay
Heh heh,
running away from ley police before they come carry my market
To survive in ley area na easy,
Look…

Pre Hook.
Don’t pray to see ley place I come from ay na small thing happening there,
Back in ley day our oldma ne send us to sell some man ne wan put us in bag,
Eshagabah ne kill they taya
David Qua ne wor causing wahallah,
La how you duh know when ur oldma can pray,
La how you duh know when u blessed,

Hook:
As a Liberian Peking I made up my mind,
Never to loose
Tho my Oma wor na having plenty money Buh she showed me how to choose
As a Liberian Lay boy I had to buckle my shoe,
Jeh to position my ones and twos,
I got to do what I do

LI-B, LI-B Uhhh yeah
LI-B, LI- Uhhh yeah
LI-B, LI-LI Uhhh yeah
LI-B, LI- Uhhh yeah

Outro:
We still out here…
We still grinding…
Still making moves…
Anything Weh can’t kill you ay can make you strong, but by that time na we Iron.
Hahahahahaha…