Ah these days many People dying young What's this life turning To God deliver us If I start to talk you go wonder You go ponder ah Ahan what's the problem Many people suffering Suffering in silence Make everybody speak up Don't stay silent Say we want Justice for Imole For Imole From the onset He dey voice out Now he don pai Them ask why he no talk He say he no won die Them no answer Till he enter six feet in a big box But darkness no fit to pana Imole you still shining Though you are gone And the people wey dig hole Make you fall down Make them never ever Know peace oloun But darkness no fit to pana Imole you still shining Though you are gone And the people wey dig hole Make you fall down Make them never ever Know peace Oloun Ah ah ah Babyshomope ah Ah ah