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ruyonga - muhuliire? (y'heard?) كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1]
ugandan amb-ssador, the new, spokesman for africa
future, international black figure
seran dipped in oil couldn’t wrap slicker
yeah, i’m saved now, christ is my ad libber
yet i’m still harder to serve than a bad tipper
my singles make them see double as i stack triple
till i’m known to pull a hat trick quicker than jack tripper
ru, first born of kamateeka
and karamagi thus a son of kabalega
we used to while out, nowadays twaterera
they say i got competitors? where? tinabareeba
i keep it moving, no commotion, and even with
my global accent, i’m still getting locomotion
while others are causing friction or corrosion
i guess i’m rubbing off on them quicker than cocoa lotion

[hook]
(eh)
mwahurira?
(y’all don’t hear me) (what?)
muhuliire?
(y’all don’t hear me)(chi chi?)
mwetegerise?
y’all don’t hear me (nah), but you will though
(ha)(eh)
mwahurira?
(y’all don’t hear me) (what?)
muhuliire?
(y’all don’t hear me)(chi chi?)
mwetegerise?
y’all don’t hear me, (nah!) but you will though

[verse 2]
yes, ug representative
make competition lose sleep on sedatives
i must be the fat lady’s conductor-
cause the lyrical m-ssacre isn’t over until i’ve said it is
yo is that ruuu!!? you bet it is
live in the flesh, the legend lives
the main event, you can clap for me, cause everyone
seems to have their own version of my back story
it’s like they’re trying to make me larger than life
but ain’t a background that can make me larger than christ
and ain’t a current sin that exists bigger than forgiveness
we fall and get back up, it’s all part of the witness
they try to tailor make me to fit their packaging
but i’m covered in the blood, bring your hardest pathogens
you could take me round the world and back again
i’d still be repping 2 5, so east african

[hook]

[verse 3]
cyaali, ndimubiito, boojo
tetulibatito, tulibakooto
twaruga taka/munsi ya mafuta, that’s rich soil, honey
(and) everyone’s waiting to cash in on that oil money
one love all the way from kampala
to up country with all of my banyakitara
where they double up their shillings 2 trade it in for a dollar
and if you ain’t putting in the work, you ain’t getting narra
so holla, wake up and smell the coffee beans
first we score then we kick it, different kind of soccer team
i’m from where we heat up flat dough bread and
roll eggs in it, watch how we re invented the rolex
yeah i’m done with the liquor and the dro yet
i still throw it up for my dogs like go fetch
courtesy of yours truly, perking ears up
while the chandra’s beats keep banging in your ear drum, like…

[hook x2]

- ruyonga

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