Intro
Hiplife nyom a adikan na grandpapa si, bogidi sa sa sa muntumi ngyina
Enti ɛnɛ yɛ be di asa. sɛ we hu
Hook
Muntumi ngyina x8

Bridge
Asabone nkum asase
Obu wo mu ma me a medaasi
Medɔ, we yi ninsa wɔ mukaasi
To woboase, ma men hyɛasi

Verse 1
He’s at it again, rapping again
Clumsy jeweller dropping a gem
Moving his weight like he live in a gym
Biting his apple, committing his sins
Committed to win, filled with vim
Poor in the pockets, rich within
Songs he sings are pulling the strings
Sporting fits, fitted for kings
Beautiful things turn to ugly
Smiles and grins, far from bubbly
Still he climbs more hills than Beverly
Should he move keys? Ebony ivory
Summer is generous, winter is ruthless
Some are degenerates, some are toothless
Fake friends Judas
Mek u no brown me, deuces
Degrees, diplomas useless
Some got MA’s Massachusetts
(Why u dey rosh) New York taxi driving
(Still) no poison can stop us from thriving

Bridge
Asabone nkum asase
Obu wo mu ma me a medaasi
Medɔ, we yi ninsa wɔ mukaasi
To woboase, ma men hyɛasi

Hook 2
I’ve been told many years ago
My land was full of gold
Now all we have is the music in my soul
Taking us high and high and high
Na yɛ bɛ yɛ den na mabrabɔ ayeyie
Round and round we go trying to make it through the day
I’ve been there before trying to make a change
The weak shall fade away and the strong shall remain

Hook

Outro
Adowa. Agbadza
Yɛ be di asa
Me pa wo kyoɔ, wuntumi ngyina a firi ha na kitchen ha ɛhye. Me pa wo kyoɔ ɛhye wai