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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….

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