[Verse 1] Ugandan Amba**ador, 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 ma**acre 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]