thank you for presenting the lyrics as well! :)

Thanks so much for sharing this with us at Fresh On The Net. Any chance you could upload a swear-free edit to www.bbc.co.uk/introducing/uploader for us, so it qualifies for my BBC Introducing Mixtape show on 6 Music? Killer track! Tom Robinson

Definitely gonna play this on my chill radio show tomorrow <3

We didn't write this but thought it needed Jazzing cos it's such a jokes tune. 

Here is the original, big up Afrikan Boy
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h4kBcm-ls8Y

One Day I Went To Lidl - Afrikan Boy Grime Spesh

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Afrikan Boy Remixes UK's Section Boyz anthem 'Lock Arrf' 


waa wa they know about jellof 
kitchen lock arff
all you boys run off
when the palm oil pop arrff 


everything jellof 
na rice and ketchup
me nah chop no kellogs
breakfast jellof 

everything jellof 
plantain and jellof 
small stew with my jellof 
belly full cos we welloff
yh
everything jellof 
na rice and ketchup
me nah chop no kellogs
breakfast jellof 

When the palm oil pop off 
tin tomato blend off
fine girl chop pepper
now she wan take her clothes off
im talking your talking 
how many talkers?
you only gave me 1 meat
Do i look like an infant! 
i beg take that lid off
grab some turkey 
see the skin i peel off
still talking the hardest, 
couple mc’s wanna try it, 
how you gonna come against me,
Nigerian nah vegan,
your shitto, I’m jellof, 
could have been worked but you jealous 
fake friends we dead off
private caller lock arff
hit a car and speed off
incase insurance don’t pay off
david cameron pay up
off my ancestors backs
this country was built orf
so pay the repairations to start off
keep your apology, 
fuck your philopshy, 
you say we shouldn’t forget the holocaust 
but forget our own history 
must thought we fell off, 

everything lock off , road get the lock off,
when the drop drops, everything dead arf, 
syria, paris, woolwich, 
more retaliation and everything pop arf, 
can’t a brother get a little peace, 
war in the streets and theres war in the middle east,
look at the migrant crisis
Afrikan boys get labelled as isis.
but thats not the way it is *sing it*
media manipulating your iris,
but i don’t see no changes all i see is racist faces
misplaced hate on how she covers her face, 
can’t celebrate sending pagans to space,
when the homeless brothers need a place to stay
most mc’s aint got shit to say*
A brudda got into a fight got 17 years, 
maniac killed the whole class, didn’t get near, 
popo swatting brudda flies in the air, 
true eyes, realise real lies, 
i aint gonna lie, I’ve been baiting my time, 
your hear
flying like a moth to the light,
nobodys gonna pimp MY butterfly,
you hear, 
i aint gonna stop till i die
 
Ah ah nigerians are everywhere
now one of them in star wars, 
peckham to holloywood, 
called it pollywood,
young afrikan boys
you can do it if johnny could,
Sorry john Boyega, 
ojaju
come on mate!
OGAJUU!

catch me in the kitchen
whipping up the yam 
stretch mc’s like okra, 
black like amala.
yh everything jellof, 
new year gonna pop off, 
more shows, more lock arff
Who’s got the best jellarf?
let me break it down,
nigerian jellof is made with easy cook rice 
but it nar easy to cook, 
ghanain jellarf is made with basmati, 
i aint gonna lie first time i tried it, mario mum cooked it, 
and i like it. loved it .add a bit of shitto on it, 
Im from the tribe of wollof
invader get bun off, 
got another youte on the way, 
my mind on grind mode, 
no times for the games, 
i dey slice mc's like gizzard and dodo,
Afrikan Boy Spell It With A K! GBOSA@!

Everything Jellarf (Lock Arf Remix)


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Bassball Playas - Shikaka (Original Mix)


Lyrics:

£2 Chicken and Chips Lyrics

(AB)
yo brother, what you saying, 

(Friend)
I’m good what you saying

(AB)
I’m feeling a bit hungry you know bruv, Ive got two pound though.

(Friend)
What can you get for two pounds?

(Ab)

Two pound? Only one thing init bruv, Chick chicken, 

(Friend)
6 Wings, 

(AB)

I might even get a chicken fillet burger bruv and  put the cheese on the top and tell the boss man put that burger sauce in there!

(Friend)

Hash brown?

(AB) 
I’ve only got two pounds though

Verse 1
When the first school bell rings no long ting,
whole squad in the chicken shop want to hundred hot wings,
 if you ain't got no burger sauce I ain't buying,
give me strawberry Marinda I'll be licking my finger. 
Ay bro how much for that 2 pound Meal?
 I have £1.50 can you give me a deal ? he said "I'll give you one hot wings and chips" I said add a drink too! 
but don't give me the drumstick give me the succulent thigh piece. I don't need a fork for my chips I am an African I yam my chips like this. 
I go chop am, I go chop am.   
I munch my chicken like an Afrikan boy I don't much chicken like no white boy.
 
 
Chorus
Nothing tastes better than this, 
My 2 pounds chicken n chips,
 you can have a two course meal 2 pounds ghetto food, 
(Repeat again)
 
Verse 2
In my opinion I never be feeling em,  I got my sound in Australia all the way down to Syria, 
I got squad in Algeria met some brothers in Switzerland,
 I am about that life waiting you be saying,
Tougher than an elephant, 
never be irrelevant,
 Blacker than a  PS3,
full tank of melanin,
 I'm about to start killing them,
float your head with some helium,  I'm pumped up with adrenaline freaky girl we be fondling 

(AB)

yeah man and I was like ah ah! Extra hot wings. God is good. 
Its funny man, you can’t go to waterloo, London bridge. If you ever tried to buy chicken and chips in London Bridge.

(Friend)

Four pound. 

(Chorus)
Nothing tastes better than this, 
My 2 pounds chicken n chips,
 you can have a two course meal 2 pounds ghetto food, 
(Repeat again)


(Ab)

Yeah Spell it with a K 
The cultural ambassador, 
Afrikan Boy
yeah, yeah, yeah, 
I don’t know what kind of chicken, pigeon they cook in them chicken shops
but I dey chop’am I dye chop’am
Afrikan Boy’s pepper pepper chicken shop coming soon. 
BOSA!




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LITW Lyric
Words by Olushola Ajose

Young lion, 
Heart of a mayor, 
Major player in the city of naira paper
We say prayers five times a day,
So our hearts hate Satan til our dying day, 
He came from a family of plenty brothers, 
Who showed him the ropes about life in this joke, 
Next week heading to a new leaf 
Flying overseas to make peas for his family, 
To migrate is innate when poverty is at your door ready to immigrate. 
So he said his goodbyes wishing he never told lies, 
Plotting plans to survive with a baby on arrive
They say young love never ends fair, 
Mothering a great seed he had put there, 
Foluke, fair skin with black and brown hair, 
Family of Christians ready for warfare, 
She was only 19 with plenty dreams to share her views a young black queen,
Fear of bringing shame to her family, 
Daughter of preacher, forbidden to give birth in the manger, 
Now their French Nigerians, speaking ‘Je la vu’ with no experience, 
Time to be vigilant; no one gives a toss about immigrants, 
Impotence we all stray from deliverance. 
Minutes tense…….

I’m getting bigger in this dark room.
Only advice from god was to stay true, 
And get money like a typhoon, 
Back outside to this jungle, 
The promise land is a hustle, 
Far from humble constant hustle working cleaner in a hostel, 
Ishola will never pick up no tissue, 
He know the street well like a referee official, 
Getting money, smoking weed with his people, 
Fuck the police and weasels, 
Government officials, waving their legal pistols at your crystals,
Life in the UK as an immagray, 
Juggling four jobs just to get paid, 
So what’s the attraction??
It’s my time oya start the contractions 
God told me life’s like a abortion, 
So whatever I do choose action, 
Meanwhile Foluke’s in distress, 
Wondering why her son aint delivered yet, 
Twenty hours in labor!
I take’s time for the arrival of a saviour, 
Fulfilled the prophecy of Jeremiah,
Here comes the destroyer, 
Son of a Zion solder,	
Solo trooper, picked up the mic sober left it lean, 
And when my dad left I knew I had to chase the dream, 
Oldest of three children that’s my team, 

I saw colder nights and colder mornings, 
Going to school with 30p for spending, 
So I stole some donuts, sold em to teachers, 
So I could by my favourite pair of sneakers, 
I never failed exams I had to pass,
Then I found myself in Uni fast, 
I remember how slow the fast days were, 
Picture this imaginary as I strike a theory, 
Poetically imagined like a fairy, 
He who laid eyes, forgot that text lied, 
Even I was led astray blinded by the rules I obeyed, 
Eternally guilty is our souls, 
Chasing what we think is the goal, 
That’s all we know, that’s all we see 
Before I die I leave you with my memories, 
In this city of hopefuls, 
But when hope falls, 
They lose sight of perception, 
No moral sense of affection, 
Life in the west side, 
To what extent can I express what’s inside?
Without being given a label from the cradle to the boss, 
I shall fear no boss, 
For thy is the kingdom, power and glory, 
Lend me your ears and let me tell you my story 

Like a beggar at the feat of Jesus, 
When grace began, 
I’m only Afrikan, born to sin, 
They don’t like my accent they say I can’t rap like I do, 
What the hell have I done!
I ran with my own style in this marathon, 
Half of these school boys couldn’t last twenty minutes in my dissertation, 
I swore never to live my life serving 
Cos we are all the same in Egypt, 
The way I see it, 
We are all ghosts in the land of freedom, 
I put myself in my dad’s shoes, 
So I could understand his mind fuse, 
A part of me wanted to get to know the dude, 
Honour thy father, but male pride is a killer, 
Murderer in the eyes of progress, 
And I do all I know best, 
Life in the west. 
Do all I know best, 
Life in the west. 
Do I know b b b est. 
Life in the west.

LITW

Written and performed by Mista Eshin , produced by Din Beats. mixed by Sampl . Mista Eshin delivered this monster hit in Feb 2017

Jeje O

Entire set from MIA's Meltdown Festival 2017

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Meltdown 2017 Live

Afrikan Boy Meltdown Festival 2017 Live

419 Remix of Davido's hit 'IF' . Funny with a message

Mixed by Delirious 

I do no own the copyright to the beat.

Davido - IF( 419 Remix)

WIZKID - MEDICINE (PROD BY MASTERKRAFT)

Afrobeats was the soundtrack to London in 2017. We asked Radar Radio DJ, artist, and key player in the scene @deejay-afro-b for his highlights with a mix comprising of the hottest Afrobeats tunes to emerge this year.

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SPELL IT WITH A 'K'

A child of Nigeria by way of South East London MC Afrikan Boy. His sound has often been described as a fusion of Hip-Hop, Grime & Afrobeat. His lyrics are sharp, varied & multi-dimensional. Whether UK slanguistics or Naija Pidgin Afrikan Boy knows how to get his point across with the bass-heavy sounds of urban London and the rhythmic beats of Nigeria. 

Citing Fela Kuti, Shina Peters and King Sunny Ade to 2Pac and Dizzee Rascal as influences, Afrikan Boy’s lyrics are as dynamic as his musical tastes. Championed by the likes of Lauren Laverne from BBC 6Music, it was his humorous ode to a discount supermarket, the grime-infused ‘One Day I Went to Lidl’, that caught titled the ear of underground fans. He’s continued to captivate audiences since then. With a new album due this Summer ''Life In The West'' its promises to be the Meltdown year musically.

Gbosa!!!!

LITW

AFRIKAN BOY

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