Distant smoke, I can hear you calling,
In the haze of London, while the city’s falling,
Smoke arose from the bayou, deep in New Orleans,
Feel it in my bones, like some ghostly dreams.

Falling for you, babe, while the world’s a mess,
Not to respond? Nah, that’d be a fucking stress,
Stalling, installing, yeah, that mode of transport,
Gotta ride through the storm, bring the love, that’s my sport.

City lights flicker, shadows creeping tight,
But your voice in the smoke cuts through the night,
New Orleans vibes, breaking cancer, breaking chains,
I’m lost in this moment, feeling all your pains.

Need an answer, I’m at your immediate response,
Waiting for the sign, like a soldier to a haunt,
Some answers need God, yeah, divine intervention,
But I’m here, on the line, feel my heart’s intention.

Distant smoke, I can hear you calling,
In the haze of London, while the city’s falling,
Smoke arose from the bayou, deep in New Orleans,
Feel it in my bones, like some ghostly dreams.

Falling for you, babe, while the world’s a mess,
Not to respond? Nah, that’d be a fucking stress,
Stalling, installing, yeah, that mode of transport,
Gotta ride through the storm, bring the love, that’s my sport.

With every puff of smoke, I’m drifting in and out,
Can you feel the love? Can you hear the shout?
Lost in the distance, but your call’s so clear,
In the middle of this chaos, I can feel you near.

Apologies, baby, for the times I've missed,
But this smoke’s the signal, can’t let it twist,
Gotta ride these waves, through the thick and thin,
New Orleans to London, let the journey begin.

Distant smoke, I can hear you calling,
In the ashes, baby, no more stalling,
Smoke arose from the depths, rising high,
Through the streets of London, let our spirits fly.

Distant smoke, I can hear you calling,
In the haze of London, while the city’s falling,
Smoke arose from the bayou, deep in New Orleans,
Feel it in my bones, like some ghostly dreams.

Falling for you, babe, while the world’s a mess,
Not to respond? Nah, that’d be a fucking stress,
Stalling, installing, yeah, that mode of transport,
Gotta ride through the storm, bring the love, that’s my sport.

City lights flicker, shadows creeping tight,
But your voice in the smoke cuts through the night,
New Orleans vibes, breaking cancer, breaking chains,
I’m lost in this moment, feeling all your pains.

Need an answer, I’m at your immediate response,
Waiting for the sign, like a soldier to a haunt,
Some answers need God, yeah, divine intervention,
But I’m here, on the line, feel my heart’s intention.

Distant smoke, I can hear you calling,
In the haze of London, while the city’s falling,
Smoke arose from the bayou, deep New Orleans,
Feel it in my bones, like some ghostly dreams.

Falling for you, babe, while the world’s a mess,
Not to respond? Nah, that’d be a fucking stress,
Stalling, installing, yeah, that mode of transport,
Gotta ride through the storm, bring the love, that’s my sport.

Dancing While The World Is On Fire [Demo]

“Who the F__k Are You” — OUT NOW!

Every track is a story. The rap is for the ones who see through the lies — the ones who’ve lived it. Welcome to the world of The Underground Verdict.

https://youtube.com/@theundergroundverdict?si=uqmgd--b4MrhpsA5

https://www.tiktok.com/@theundergroundverdict?_t=ZN-90vYZx6Aqms&_r=1

Gbenga is an artist hailing from South London. 

Influenced by Kendrick Lamar, Sampha & Kanye West, his top-tier lyricism, virtuosic microphone command, and sharp conceptual vision consolidate his musical journey.

Life is short, do shit risky u won't regret it.