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.
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Knucks & Tiwa Savage – Yam Porridge Lyrics
Food don ready oYou wan chop? Oya, comeCome, you hear?How studies today?
She spent ample of time with a lad in her sideTryna get a recipe, maybe add little spiceMama said, “It’s nice,” and her eyes welled upAs her late pops ended up crossing her mindIt’s nuts, she was nine, the last at the timeAnd she had to leave school, the fees stopped when he diedThe last memory that really come to her mindWas the way that he always praised her for her riceSixteen, now she cooking up to provideShe was in the streets selling puff-puff on the sideHustle and grind, she could cook any dishNna, look, see, bushmeat, shebi fish?But nothing on the list hit like the yam porridgeBiting their lip when they try that yam porridgeShe think her pops made the better pot, if she’s honestHe taught her, “Never make it too hot,” and she promised
Anything you want, I’m hereFull confidence, no fearEnemies scatter (Scatter o)Enemies scatter (Scatter o)No other love compareBreak bread, and we go shareWhile the enemies scatter (Scatter)Enemies scatter (Scatter o)
She had a very young portion of HellAnd now her mom’s gone, she an orphan as wellBeen twenty years, she got a daughter herselfEveryday, praying that the Lord would prevailHusband was in demand doing carpentryThey make it farther, we crafted so masterfullyFelt like just to get him by, they had to part the seaBut he never had to starve for the part betweenShe was doing part-time at a school in the weekDone a couple meals that she used on the streetShe gave extra food to the yutes that were meekAnd her friend’s yute, too, who she knew overseasBut even staff wanna taste the yam porridgeLove in her heart when she made the yam porridgeSaid, “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 hereFull confidence, no fearEnemies scatter (Scatter o)Enemies scatter (Scatter o)No other love compareBreak bread, and we go shareWhile the enemies scatter (Scatter)Enemies scatter (Scatter o)
Yet another couple decades goneShe in a black garb with her husband’s marge there saying, “Stay strong”Feels like her hardship’s an everyday songJust a daughter to sharpen that agape bondSix months and the only girl’s on whirlThen another few and she caught something, tooSeen worse but was nothing more than a fluBut without her work money, they were mortally doomedShe thought if it truly would end this wayJust then, an old friend came with a messageThe student that was her friend’s yute at her school had just sent money through for the way the she blessed himHow 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 nowWas 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 meWhen you go back to London, don’t forget me oSend me one of your beats, me, too, I want to become a rapperAfam, I’m thirstyLet’s go home, Mommy will be waiting for us
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