Naija how you dey? Hope say e dey better? Hope say father, mother, and ten pikin no dey sleep for one room again? hope say police Don stop to dey kill innocent people, Naiiiija! The giant!! ... ... Verse one: There was a country. A country where people found their skin ripped off by the people who are supposed to save them. A country where looking good can take your breath. Where peacefulness are the things that has to do with guns, and bullets, and blood in the hands of human massacres called leaders. There was a country where dreams a killed first with a trigger, then a gun. There was a country rich with milk and honey and her people feeding on nothing. A country where we sell our conscience for a penny. I lived in a country where I cannot finished this song without a sigh I sobbed for a mother nation. I sob! “in a community of liars, standing up for the truth, they say, is a revolutionary action”