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Same song, the other performance from the session (Take A). Included with your keep. Owners download both.
Every rhythm tell a story of home
Obi Wave, and I never walk alone
Every stage I touch, I carry my people's faces
Mama's kitchen and the church on Sunday
Street parade and the noise on Monday
Log drum from the village, brass from the city
Talking drum say "Obi, no pity"
I no dey copy, I dey remember
Home rhythm, from January to December
Where I from? (Lagos!)
Where I go? (Everywhere!)
Wetin I carry? (Home!)
Then make we go!
Home rhythm, home rhythm
Every drum I hit, I hit it with them
Home rhythm, home rhythm
Lagos in my chest, and the chest no dim
Home! (Home!) Home! (Home!)
Obi Wave, and I carry it home
Diaspora cousin dey call from London
Aunty dey shout from the Houston function
Same log drum, same talking drum
Same highlife guitar when the party come
Every stadium na Lagos street
Every crowd na family I go greet
I no dey follow trend, I carry home
Home rhythm, and the rhythm well known
Where I from? (Lagos!)
Where I go? (Everywhere!)
Wetin I carry? (Home!)
Then make we go!
Home rhythm, home rhythm
Every drum I hit, I hit it with them
Home rhythm, home rhythm
Lagos in my chest, and the chest no dim
Home! (Home!) Home! (Home!)
Obi Wave, and I carry it home
Home... home... home...
(brass) CARRY IT HOME!
Home rhythm, home rhythm
Every drum I hit, I hit it with them
Home rhythm, home rhythm
Lagos in my chest, and the chest no dim
Home! (Home!) Home! (Home!)
Obi Wave, and I carry it home
Lagos to the world. Afrobeats for the global village. Every rhythm tells a story of home.