Yam Porridge Lyrics by Knucks Feat. Tiwa Savage
Knucks and Tiwa Savage Lyrics
Yam Porridge lyrics by Knucks featuring Tiwa Savage tell a powerful story of resilience, love, and generational impact through the life of a woman who survives hardship by caring for others through food. The song uses yam porridge as a symbol of comfort, sacrifice, and community, highlighting themes of loss, faith, and generosity.
Knucks & Tiwa Savage - Yam Porridge Lyrics
Food don ready o
You wan chop?
Oya, come
Come, you hear?
How studies today?
She spent ample of time with a lad in her side
Tryna get a recipe, maybe add little spice
Mama said, "It's nice," and her eyes welled up
As her late pops ended up crossing her mind
It's nuts, she was nine, the last at the time
And she had to leave school, the fees stopped when he died
The last memory that really come to her mind
Was the way that he always praised her for her rice
Sixteen, now she cooking up to provide
She was in the streets selling puff-puff on the side
Hustle and grind, she could cook any dish
Nna, look, see, bushmeat, shebi fish?
But nothing on the list hit like the yam porridge
Biting their lip when they try that yam porridge
She think her pops made the better pot, if she's honest
He taught her, "Never make it too hot," and she promised
Anything you want, I'm here
Full confidence, no fear
Enemies scatter (Scatter o)
Enemies scatter (Scatter o)
No other love compare
Break bread, and we go share
While the enemies scatter (Scatter)
Enemies scatter (Scatter o)
She had a very young portion of Hell
And now her mom's gone, she an orphan as well
Been twenty years, she got a daughter herself
Everyday, praying that the Lord would prevail
Husband was in demand doing carpentry
They make it farther, we crafted so masterfully
Felt like just to get him by, they had to part the sea
But he never had to starve for the part between
She was doing part-time at a school in the week
Done a couple meals that she used on the street
She gave extra food to the yutes that were meek
And her friend's yute, too, who she knew overseas
But even staff wanna taste the yam porridge
Love in her heart when she made the yam porridge
Said, "I'm grateful for what I got, to be honest"
The banging of the spoon and the pot give her solace
Anything you want, I'm here
Full confidence, no fear
Enemies scatter (Scatter o)
Enemies scatter (Scatter o)
No other love compare
Break bread, and we go share
While the enemies scatter (Scatter)
Enemies scatter (Scatter o)
Yet another couple decades gone
She in a black garb with her husband's marge there saying, "Stay strong"
Feels like her hardship's an everyday song
Just a daughter to sharpen that agape bond
Six months and the only girl's on whirl
Then another few and she caught something, too
Seen worse but was nothing more than a flu
But without her work money, they were mortally doomed
She thought if it truly would end this way
Just then, an old friend came with a message
The student that was her friend's yute at her school had just sent money through for the way the she blessed him
How on Earth could he remember? (Yam porridge)
The little boy, I used to send her (Yam porridge)
And if she still wonders, I'll answer her now
Was the love that she showed little Knucks as a child
I'm here, no fear
(Scatter o, scatter o)
Compare, we go share
(Scatter, scatter o)
Afam, did you know that Isiagu is a leopard and not the lion?
It's true, that's what Mommy told me
When you go back to London, don't forget me o
Send me one of your beats, me, too, I want to become a rapper
Afam, I'm thirsty
Let's go home, Mommy will be waiting for us
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