a bull's tale

, jidenna, how many times did i call you?, you are a stubborn bull, just like your father, i don't understand you, o, your auntie and i warned you not to come during election season, but you would not listen, where is my, my palm wine?, you know i like to drink palm wine. yes. so, all i'm saying is jidenna, look: the cow that is in the hurry to go to america will come back here as corned beef, do you understand?, shine your eye, although we are brothers, your uncle, you know magnus, will be the one to make the first move on your life, as for the security guards, they were your father's best men, they are now yours, keep them close to you at all times, but remember: when you are in the village, you are with your family, but your family may not be with you, savage are the man and his band of thieves, so heavy is the head of he that wears the ring, but a lion don't ever lose sleep when it come to sheep, and just like wolves on the prowl to eat, they act in wool but they speak in peace, but i can't hide nor run from the ones who'll come for me, tell 'em come for me, bald head, red kufi, and shades, lookin' like i got oil money and slaves, i'm on the way to put my poppa in his grave, in a disguise, riding in a motorcade, and i've come to bury him in the jungle, it's where we were from so a nigga stayed humble, now don't fumble, don't stumble, don't trip, kidnappers could snatch and ambush your kids, i'm on the low i ain't tryna be a martyr, it don't help i stand out like a foreigner, nah i ain't a balla, but armed robbers think i'm made of top dollars, i made a promise, when i was six and guerillas ran up on us, taking my sis, beating the shit out of my mama, shot me in the foot put a bullet through my armor, i'm a kill 'em when i see 'em again, so the prince got knights in all black hanging out the side doors, aks on they back shining like swords, pops would say "once you're bitten by a snake, the paranoia make you pop a lizard in the face", the village hear the guns firing, a salute and a siren, chief's arriving, i walk by the choir and drummers vibin', the parade so alive you wouldn't think someone died, they shoutin' "our chief is with us", strangers claim they my cause, they plottin' to take all my land, they must forgot who the fuck dat i am, i greet my uncles with a case of gifts, from the thrift, they treat it like saks fifth, he greet me with a dish, i've weighed the risk, paid the cater to switch plates in case it's a hit, these muh'fuckas wanna poison my soup, i wish i could trust 'em like the boys in blue, but uh. in the villa, never eat what they give ya, you're with your fam but your fam may not be with ya, they lower him in the ground, i shovel dirt on the mound, darkness falling, i can't stick around, no time to grieve, one hour the flight leaves, i feel thieves and witches within the trees, hop in a jeep and on dirt road we speed, someone chasing us, hummers chasing us, a runaway train, i ain't taking no breaks in this, ride muthafucka! don't take it slow! ride mutha-, ride muthafucka! don't take it slow! ride mutha-, ride muthafucka! don't take it slow! ride mutha-, ride muthafucka! don't take it slow! ride mutha-