Kampala Boy (A Poem by Wake) (feat. Wake)
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Aaaahh the familiar sounds of a man Calling out from a van with blue and white stripes I come from a city where sounds like these guide our strides Sounds like, Boss Boss ogenda Wandegeya Lugogo Nakawa Ntinda Wandegeya Lugogo Nakawa Ntinda Mzee sister okoma wa Lugogo Nakawa kireka Banda Lugogo Na It starts to sound like music to my ears I come from a city of motorbikes ezo boda boda Taxis ezo kamunye If you run a blood test you will find all these in my DNA I come from KLA Where we eat life with a big spoon We don't just check the time we eat the watch too Seriously though see time is money Now with our Rolex we kill two birds with on stone In one of our greatest modern day milestones I come from a city with a variety of the best foods A city where we are so passionate about our street foods Imagine, a city where Arnold Schwarzenegger is the inspiration The names for one of your street foods Pretty cool right I come from a city of all foods and all sauce Two by twos with the vegetables all raw A city of tompa mere nga tekuli matooke If you run a blood test you'll find that I am healthy and okay I come from KLA and I spell it with a capital K I come from the same city as the BET Award winning Eddy Kenzo A city where Bobi Wine and French Montana are just examples Of the unforgettable potential of the ghetto kids I come from a city that doesn't sleep Because we're still either chasing dreams or celebrating wins Or just cooling off from all these crazy dreams I come from a city where we always find time to have a good time Because it boosts our mental Now that's where our music is instrumental I come from the city of Afro beat hip hop raggae ragga dee kadongo kamu If you run a blood test, guno omuziki gwona ojja gunsangamu I come from KLA wano wakati mu U I come from the city of Queens And I'm not even talking about the USA I'm talking about the beautiful Ugandan women that I see all day Tall, short small thick dark brown bleached The streets are like a buffet Abamu basalawo kuliisa maaso bakute I come from the city of powerful women Women who don't just wait to depend on we the men I come from the city of Faridah Nakazibwe Shamim Malende Miria Matembe Maggie Kigozi The unforgettable Jennnifer Musisi The Royal Nabagereka A city where women who work so hard just to obtain a full figure If you run a blood test you'll find black yellow red in their veins and arteries I come from KLA and the L is for the Ladies I come from a city where we hustle to make life better Where every single day we get up and go Flex D'Paper Where we sweat under the sun to make just enough to change the weather Now sometimes we don't but still we never say never They say there is no place like home Well I've been all around the world and this is the one place that brings me joy I AM THE KAMPALA BOY
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Written by: Kwesigabo Julius, Mugoda Gordons
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