Nneka - Believe System

Help me, to remember the difference
Help me, to recall my worth
Oh see me, as I am running these miles
Help me, to remember my home
Been gone for so long, been running too long

I've been a slave to your system in a distant land
I'll be coming home, don't you stop me now
I'll be coming home, you all that I know
Back to Africa, to you, my love

A slave to the nation, your mental malnutrition
Stuck in a system of lies and deceit
Oh, who we are and what we have become
So close to God and yet so far gone
Now tell me was it your fault?
When we were running hustling in a distant land
I know how it feels
Mental prejudice, mental induction
So far gone that I lost my soul

I've been a stranger in a distant land
I'll be coming home, don't you stop me now
I'll be coming home, you all that I know
Back to Africa, to you, my love
I'll be coming home, I'll be coming home
Back to Africa, to you, my love
I'll be coming home, you all that I know
Back to Africa, to you, my love

My love, my love, back to you
My love, my love, to you
My love, my love

See, been hustling in a distant land
I don't see too much, go on myself
I'm free, coming home
I'm free, coming home
I'm free, coming home
Yes, I'm coming home
Prepare egusi, okro soup, stock fish for me
'Cause I've been so fucking alone