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All five minutes and fifty-five seconds over a contemplative and redefining rhythm produced by E.Y beats is magic to say the least. That is until Krept’s narrative style flow and baritone voice really commands your ears attention. It takes the listener on a journey into someone else’s proverbial shoes, with unwavering concentration.
Last Night in Lagos fits snugly into each bar that is spit throughout the song, it shows the uncanny resemblance between growing up on the south side of London and the hot nights in Lagos Nigeria.
Yeah, so how do we survive?
That’s why them youngens on the streets letting heaters fly
These young girls sell theyself, can’t sleep at night
She moving loose, but there’s probably a reason why
Girls abused at home so it plays with their head
They start moving backwards, so watch what I say next
They slip up as pupils, eat desserts when they’re stressed
Becuh she lived with the devil, hope you caught what I said
I’ll give you a minute to catch that
Give you a minute to realise we’re the best with the raps at
“Slip up” is “Pupils” spelled backwards
“desserts” is “stressed” spelled backwards
“devil” is “lived” spelled backwards
Lyrics: English Lit