Butter Bread Lyrics By Tru Mantra

Butter Bread Lyrics By Tru Mantra
Butter Bread Lyrics By Tru Mantra

 

 

  • Tru Mantra Butter Bread Lyrics

Omo na chess be this, no be ludo
Na gidigbo we fight, no be judo
Na so so lie them tell, no be truth o!
Na akwa ocha we wear, no be suit o!
It’s Tru Mantra, I say it’s Tru Mantra

The thing wey I dey talk e harsh, no time for banter!
Them say make we come chop buffet
Them say na them sabi the way
But na marathon be this, no be sprint
E be like say we no read fine print

Buy butter bread, buy butter, buy bread
Buy butter bread, buy butter, buy bread
Buy butter bread, buy butter, buy bread
Buy butter bread, buy butter, buy bread

Buy butter bread, make you buy butter, buy bread
Buy butter bread, make you buy butter, buy bread
Buy butter bread, buy butter, buy bread
Buy butter bread, buy butter, buy bread

Buy the bread, but never sell it
If you buy the bread, then you better share it
Never paid the price, but got the bread
Homie, you too, you too can get the bread

Not talking about the bread that you’re chasing
Infact, this bread, He’s the one that’s chasing
Get the bread get the water get the lamb
That’s what I call the best deal ever
This bread will last forever
Eat the bread, it’s still gonna be whole

Go to the streets tell them to come it’s time to feast
Taste and see you’ll see and know it’s good
We got the bread, that’s why we’re always good
When smell the aroma, they’ll be running in
You need that bread, you need Him in your life
That’s why they call Him the bread of life

Life is a market and everyone in it is a trader
Anakin today but tomorrow you could be Darth Vader
Enforcer of the law, tomorrow you could be evader
Larger than life yesterday, tomorrow buried 6 feet under
So ponder the blunder, it all falls, asunder

Nothing the world gives is permanent, e no dey last
Nothing the world gives is guaranteed, you still carry last
So many people have spiritual myopia
Forget the sales pitch, this world is no utopia
There’s only one good deal, only one offer that counts
Take hold of the bread of life, He’ll always balance your account

Omo na chess be this, no be ludo
Na gidigbo we fight, no be judo
Na so so lie them tell, no be truth o!
Na akwa ocha we wear, no be suit o!