No negotiations, give u the latest
Doing the most for you lady, no hesitation
Minding my business, but na you I dey chase
No ask me where I dey go, I'm going your way
Reality was Barrister’s last gift. He walked into that studio and poured everything left in him into two tracks that somehow fit every moment of a Yoruba life. Birth. Marriage. Death. Joy. Grief. One album, every occasion. That is not music. That is prophecy.