Sarkodie Ft M.anifest – Brown Paper Bag Lyrics In the beginning na mene wo
Meinu were stack in a slave ship
But seisiaa no we are free
We are on some ape
But y3nny3 free totally
We are still in a matrix
Slavery y3 stages seisei de3
Yeaduru stage six
3nyye physical systematical mind
Games se metena se dwene hoo
Kora 3y3 aa ema me migraine
Freedom is expensive
Monko checke price range
Pure black children but now
We are bearing some white names
Self hate your brothers and sisters
Adane cell mate
I think is time that we open the hell gate
We gonna push to br free
Before its hell late
(Yɛ dwen sɛ)
We be original don dada
But everything that we do has been done dada
Oil, gold, cocoa, minerals proper
In the land of so much how is there hunger (How?)
To fix this mess that be the hangup
Like a label in Tema build it from groundup
Fist up, middle finger to all the kick backs
Leaders just want chop dem for sit back
Skin black, but is your mind too?
Efie ne fie must i remind you?
All the blood and toil that is behind you
How did we get here? Let me share
February 24th in ‘66
Nkrumah was overthrown by these pricks and dicks
It makes me sick we’ve been brainwashed and shit
All sorts of imports even the toothpicks
Money come money go, we don’t make kotow
So when we spend to the west our money dey go
We pray for rapture
Instead of focusing on manufacture
Religion is a prison and we dying to be living
And we losing our minds as we thinking of winning
And we bound to the chains of foreign exchange
It’s a damn shame
Ɛtodabia ɛyɛ ɛtodabia ɛnyɛ
Bibifoɔ diɛ adufudiɛ na yɛ pɛ
Aboa bi aka me ebia kakapɛ
Since yall like beef let me tell you who we’re beefing
(Mek I mek my beef list)
We beefing with Trump and his likes
We beefing with vanity, doing it for likes
Beefing with indiscipline for posterity
Beefing with leaders no integrity
Beefing with plastic, ban it be drastic
Afi wie diɛ pae mu ka, that’s a classic
We for realize debi debi diɛ we past it
Self-actualize don’t be thinking jurassic
Malcolm X when i express
By any means yes
Many mountains to climb i guess
So how can we ever rest?
I must say if Ghana should be beyond aid
Then solutions no fit be band aid
I don’t care if the west is against us
Forget dem, focus and fix us
Nkabom that’s the people power
The struggle is sweet mixed with sour
Greatness is us, hashtag
Don’t sell out for a brown paper bag uh
