Frozen Roots Rising

(hummmm-mm) Cold wind blowing on my skin

We keep moving, no giving in

Five AM alarm,

outside is freezing cold

Story plenty wey we

never told

Council tax, gas bill piling by the door

Phone ringing, mama asking for some more

Black tax heavy,

but I send what I can find

Leaving all the sorrow lingering on my mind

Childcare expensive, no family to hold

Immigration rules changing, stories getting cold (ooh-ooh)

We stand tall inside the storm

E go better, make you hold body

We hustle day and night for everybody

Even though the tunnel dark and long

We go see the sunshine,

we go sing our song

(yes we go sing our song)

Culture shock hitting

when you walk the street

Faces stay cold when our eyes dem meet

Smiling on the video call back to Lagos town

Never let them see when you are falling down

Depression knocking, but we push the door away

Chasing the breakthrough coming with the day

No help around, but faith dey carry we

Past the silent tears nobody get to see

(ooh-ooh) We stand tall inside the storm E go better,

make you hold body

We hustle day and night for everybody

Even though the tunnel dark and long

We go see the sunshine,

we go sing our song

(hold on tight)

Cold winter fit freeze our hands (never our spirit)

We plant seed for this foreign land (they go see it)

One day the sun go shine right through

Light at the end,

I promise you

E go better oh (we go stand tall) Sunshine after the storm (ahhhh)