Preferred Band/Artist: AKA
Hook (Choir):
I was ill, but now I’m well
I was lost, but now I’m found
I was weak, but now I’m strong
now I’m strong, now I’m strong
They say you never know what you have till it’s gone
man I was weak, sixty four megs against six gigs - Pentium
after she left (left), I went mad
asking myself if I’ll ever get her back (get her back)
Deep inside my heart I felt sad
thinking that my feeling don’t reflect on being a man
enough to be a girl
man up and show off that I can’t be hurt
But I was weak that couldn’t greet girls
so pathetic that I choke to greet back
Mr. Swallow what you never even say
stop what you started just before she feedback (can she feedback?)
Still worried on retaliation,
the desperation pumping up my reactions
tell them that it’s just imagination
how can I fall so sudden like a summer day precipitation
Hook(Choir)
I was ill (Rapper: In a hospital bed), but now I’m well (Rapper: Discharged now)
I was lost (Rapper: In the jungle of no hope), but now I’m found (Rapper: And I’m found now)
I was weak (Rapper: On my knees and my loins), but now I’m strong (Rapper: Man, I’m strong now)
now I’m strong (AKA on this song), now I’m strong (He’s stronger than before)
Check your pics, drool on your face
I guess Lord chose you to spit on my face
if I try to escape, to my old age
I’ll never give love to some other cute face
I’m your and you know I get lost
without you, I’m like a blind man without his dog
cause I keep looking for my type, keep nagging about their bums
keep rolling with the wrong crowds, you know my type
I like them Khakhi-fit, lose on their waist
Copperfield splash a dupe on your face
twist of faith or lucky you coz your game
qualifies, plus your skills will be just replay
Must it be hard reconciliation?
how many cheap-shots to pitfall and bury all my reputations
happy life ended when my condescension
deprived my heart and my confidence without intensions
Hook (Choir)
I was weak, teabag on cup three
late night or house free but still can’t skip
dream ‘bout you pitching silently with your keys
and wake to sulk suddenly with your pillow
I was weak, Popeye without his spinach
H two O clean cold fount in a beaker
lost like an opportunity from a dream
sick like I’m on maternity on my leave
I’ll be twice as better than before
nitty-gritty’s won’t count, I’ll introduce more
I’m working on you being Mrs AKA for sure
so cuddle up, bygone will stay gone
Faraway has never been my destination
we used to be close like two E’s in meet
half the nation know about this unhealthy situation
we can’t pretend to the fact that we are both in need – to be stronger
Hook(Choir)
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