Back through the times I go there was so many things that I didn't know
Some nights were really cold, but I carry my weight and I held my own
Deep secrets kept unknown and I had many friends that I couldn't phone
These stories I unfold back through the times I go
Back through the times I go there was so many things that I didn't know
Some nights were really cold, but I carry my weight and I held my own
Deep secrets kept unknown and I had many friends that I couldn't phone
These stories I unfold back through the times I go
When I was a Little Bobo My mama dey fry me kɔkɔɔ
When she see the trouble she said sore ho, I no dey fear anything so firi ho ko
She told me I must abide by the law, or get locked in the cell with the kromfuos
She said never forget where you come from protect the family name at all costs
Papa told me forgive all the wrong ones, cuz this world ain't fair for the dark ones
He said I gotta work harder than the white ones, if I wanna do better than the past ones
It wasn't cool to be African in school halls, teachers messed up my name for a lil fun
All the blacks would complain like a lawyer, cuz we never really knew we were royal
Oh
These days I couldn't see beats me nobody reached and told me I was a king
Don't worry about a thing
If I knew what I was I swear it be enough, to fight through the hurting words
That my enemies called us
One time for the fathers, two time for the mothers who came down here for all of us
Too make it better from the worse,
Forgive the envious, there's something special within us
Gotta be proud of where we from, cuz we are giants hailed from Africa
Back through the times I go there was so many things that I didn't know
Some nights were really cold, but I carry my weight and I held my own
Deep secrets kept unknown and I had many friends that I couldn't phone
These stories I unfold back through the times I go
Back through the times I go there was so many things that I didn't know
Some nights were really cold, but I carry my weight and I held my own
Deep secrets kept unknown and I had many friends that I couldn't phone
These stories I unfold back through the times I go
When I was a Little Bobo My mama dey fry me kɔkɔɔ
When she see the trouble she said sore ho, I no dey fear anything so firi ho ko
When I was a Little Bobo My mama dey fry me kɔkɔɔ
When she see the trouble she said sore ho, I no dey fear anything so firi ho ko
I be a king a young black king
You be a queen a young black queen
I be a king a young black king
You be a queen a young black queen
I be a king a young black king
You be a queen a young black queen
I be a king a young black king
You be a queen a young black queen
When I was a little bobo...
When I was a little bobo...
When I was little bobo...
When I was little bobo...