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Lyrics
[Male Vocal]
[ Verse 1 ]
From akwa ibom streets to New York nights
Rich or poor, death claims equal rights
Prosperity's illusion, a clever game
We're all just dust, same final claim
[ Chorus ]
Equal dust, we all return the same
No VIP section, no wealth or fame
Die rich, die poor, same earthy bed
Equal dust, our lives are just a thread
[ Verse 2 ]
Presidents sleep with commoners deep
Kings and peasants, same eternal sleep
Prosperity's scam, a temporary high
We're all just souls, wondering why
[ Chorus ]
Equal dust, we all return the same
No VIP section, no wealth or fame
Die rich, die poor, same earthy bed
Equal dust, our lives are just a thread
[ Bridge ]
In God's eyes, we're all the same
No race, no class, no wealth or fame
Just souls that lived, loved, and breathed
Equal dust, our legacy freed
[ Outro ]
So let us live, with love and grace
For in the end, we all take the same space
Equal dust, our final stand
United souls, hand in hand
[Male Vocal]
Details
GeneratedJul 4, 2025
Duration2:15
LanguageEnglish
Style
Afrobeat/r&b
128 BPM, Afro-Dancehall Drums, Catchy Synths
C-E-G-C.(righ
Percussion: Congas, Bongos
Shak
Credits
Prompt by
Echowild
EchowildModelAria v4
