Been a hot minute hasn’t it? Well I’ve finally found the courage. I’ve gathered some stamina to write a few lines here. There’s a special artist I wanted to bring forth.

In this electrifying freestyle, Pa Salieu transforms Coventry’s raw urban narrative into rhythmic poetry. His bars pulse with unfiltered intensity. They deliver a masterclass in street storytelling that transcends mere rap. It’s a lived experience set to an unstoppable beat.

Here lies a declaration. Where Pa Salieu navigates complex emotional terrain with linguistic precision, each line a sharp-edged testament to resilience and remaining authentic. His flow moves like urban lightning – unpredictable, powerful, impossible to contain. Interspersed with this mastery and

“Epiphany” feels less like a song and more like a manifesto, capturing a moment of transformative clarity. Pa Salieu keeps showing why he’s not just an artist. He is a vital voice articulating the unfiltered truth of his generation.

Absolutely essential listening for anyone craving genuine, uncompromising hip-hop:

We don’t inherit the lands
We borrow it from our children 
We can live in peace when we learn how to understand 
We can only fly when we learn how to lift each other 
They’ll be no more ego when we learn how to take the truth 
Take away the evil politician
No corruption

We don’t want war but they searching how to make war 
When you put people in poverty
They be violent 
Of course when you corner the dog, it turn savage 
Bark like the scorpion buss
Another drive by 
The victim was a trapper simply tryna feed a family

Afrikan di alien
The product of an immigrant 
A victim of the system
But he learnt how to play the system 
Taught by the works of Yallah
No one can overpower 
Dragons in the air with fire
They fighting over land 
Bombs from the air disperse
Just made another orphan

Devil in a suit just laugh and watch the people starve 
Den they lie to me and say we’re doin all we can 
How you lie to me and say you’re for democracy
A time where the planet was run by hypocrites 
You breath, you deserve to live
That’s how it should be 
Everyone deserves to eat
Like di communist

Greed always falls in power
Ask Boris 
Puppets always looking confused
Fuck Rishi 
I used to vote for Labour
Now I don’t know what to do 
No hope 
Fuck Keir Starmer
He a puppet too 
Comfy motha fuckers they don’t care about the hell we live in 
Then they say they’re all for peace
Go on and save the people den 
Sell and buy more weapons
Look at all the ice caps

Violating God’s world
I can see a flood coming 
Wash away the nuclear
Take away the green land 
Take away the future
Tell me was the blood worth it 
Afrikan di Alien di witness and di documentor

Maybe some time 
Love me some time
Don’t let it fall

Let it fall....

I don’t owe nobody
I don't owe nobody nothing 
Apart from my mother
What I owe I can't afford it 
I’m sorry for the pain that she felt when they locked me

I’m sorry for the raids and the guns all up in her face 
Cah the police looking for me for a murder case 
Suffering cah that’s my best friend I’d never kill my homie 
4 years on bail had my life moving slow mo
I’m a leader I can’t show that I feel broken 
Weed and the lean I thought it helped
I was so wrong 
All it did was drive me away
From everything I loved 
Could not recognise any peace
I was fulla grief 
May the lord for give me for my times of weakness
Babylon 
They could never blind me from my history
Even when the locked me they could not take my identity
When it came to faith as a child I was a prodigy 
In the streets
Wearing no shoes wit my older cousin 
Black market
In serekunda while Di sun beating 
Born wit a thick skin
They said to me 
Either sell your spirit or your suffering
I replied me I still forgive you then I took the whippin
That real 
Mother is a fighter
Course I’m filled with courage 
I’m in my cell chillin and I’m watching porridge
I be taking laps in the yard no hurry 
I don’t fear pain cah it gimmie more knowledge
Yo 
Before I turn artist I was a pop star
Pop menthos 
Into fizzy till a pop spark
Wrappin all this money like I been a rapstar 
I used to wrap pebs
We dem boy dat made the hood hot 
My first
Zino of each flip I felt like a mobstar 
Second brick flip
Wit power of silence 
Catch the visions give it flight like a helicopter
Brought my niggas in the money double faster

Maybe some time 
Love me some time
Don’t let it fall

Let it fall….