[Intro]
[Heavy drums. War horns. Choir hums a tense melody beneath him.]
The drum don sound.
The people don gather.
No more hiding.
No more silence.
Today… we speak with fire.
[Verse 1]
You sit for the throne, but fear dey wear the crown.
Every law you make dey chain your own people down.
You call am order, I call am prison.
You call am justice, I call am pride.
I no come to beg.
I no come to kneel.
I come because truth no fit hide forever.
The wind don change.
The earth don hear our cry.
[Pre-Chorus]
If power na love, then show am.
If power na strength, then prove am.
If you still believe say you be king…
Stand before your son.
[Chorus]
Burn your crown or step aside!
Make the truth decide tonight.
Burn your crown or step aside!
No more hiding from the light.
I no fear your army.
I no fear your name.
If your throne stand only on fear,
Then let it fall in flame.
Burn your crown…
Or step aside!
[Verse 2]
You teach me courage, now you fear my voice.
You raise a lion, now you hate my roar.
The blood we share no fit buy my silence.
The throne you guard no belong to one man.
Look the people.
See their eyes.
Dem don tire of empty promises.
A king no be king because of gold.
A king na servant of his people.
[Pre-Chorus]
Hear the drums.
Hear the cry.
Even heaven dey watch tonight.
No more running.
No more lies.
[Chorus]
Burn your crown or step aside!
Make the truth decide tonight.
Burn your crown or step aside!
No more hiding from the light.
I no fear your army.
I no fear your name.
If your throne stand only on fear,
Then let it fall in flame.
Burn your crown…
Or step aside!
[Bridge]
[The music drops to percussion and choir hums.]
I no come to take revenge.
I come to break these chains.
If the crown no fit carry justice…
Then the crown too heavy to wear.
[Choir begins to rise in harmony.]
Freedom dey call…
Freedom dey call…
[Final Chorus]
[Full Afrobeat groove. Choir opens in rich harmony.]
Burn your crown or step aside!
History dey write tonight!
Burn your crown or step aside!
Truth go always win the fight!
If you still be father, hear your son.
If you still be king, then do what’s right.
But if pride be all that’s left inside…
Burn your crown…
Or step aside!
[Choir repeats in harmony as the drums intensify.]
Burn your crown!
Step aside!
Burn your crown!
Step aside!
Burn your crown…
Or step aside!
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