Vision

Mo goro me ho a, mo bɛkɔ mad yɔ
Na w'ati anaa?
Heii!!
Is Gee Mix
KC beat

Please get the devil glasses to see my vision
Ɔbra yɛ battle field soldier man am on a mission
I don't care where you from me nne wo mpiri position
Sɛ mɛyɛ yie anaa me nyɛ yie yɛ Onyankopɔn ne decision
But life yɛ technical then trust I have the baddest design
The can't beat you, they can't join you, so false them to resign
I saw them raining yesterday, is now my time to shine
To air is human then I guess to forgive it divine

Pains that am feeling
No that one day I will be chilling
Fixing price to the ceiling
Tell the haters that am winning

Killing enemies
Getting all the needs
Using all the means
Praying to God am always on my knees

The sphere is like a circle
But the sphere is not a circle
Kojo ahyɛ ne se so gold ɛneyɛ ɔkɔ hwim phones ɛwɔ circle
Violet deɛ ɛsɛ purple
Nso violet nyɛ purple
Oseikrom boy a mete nkran, Joe m'atera be careful

Obra mu menyɛ burden
Meho asɛm na ayɛ heading
The more a situation no yɛ worst mpaebɔ me bɔ dozen
Sɛ w'andi dɛ wɔ asase yi so, deɛ wo target dɛn ne heaven
Ɛka Otanfo na kwaku ne ohia na ɛyɛ wedding

Onyankopɔn mepɛ kakra me di menpɛ sika atɔ mmutia
Aboa sika anka wo nya bi a, anka w'asem ɛyɛ tia
Nso wanya bia mɛ mma no nyɛ wo ya sɛ me kɔ akɔ woaniwa
'Cause deɛ wopɛ na wobɛ nya a,anka obiaa nti kuro tia

Obra mu conflics
So me sɛ concrete
Enough of complains
Mission accomplished
Me looki fly akyɛn Afram plains
The battle is the Lord's so why are you touched with turn flate
Me sua menim sɛ obra yɛ easy like mixing a cornflakes

Bread winner for the family but I don't own a bakery
Megyina hospital Doctor Jesus yɛme life surgery
A trust in God even my friends ɛtɔ da na ɔmo yɛ treaty
Medi abrabɔ akyi a me tro poetry
Let me get some groceries

Sɛ neɛ Kwaku dɔ Asante sa na Atiah nso dɔ serɛm
Me nfa me life enhyɛ wo nsa ɔkyena anyɛ yie a manbɛ kyirem
If Things fall apart then the gods are not to be blame
Onyankopɔn na ɛhyira nipa nti nfa hɔ sɛ woti tɛtirɛm

Spending koraa yɛ minimize
Ɛhia wo a na wo nyɛ civilised
Life yɛ story in a book take your time to analyse
Always I win or I learn, have never lost to penalised
Wo draw ma attention a be in your lane make you no cross your boderlines

Abranteɛ kae me brɛ ansa na wa kai me yie yɛ
Menim m'ahyaseɛ nim babia m'aduru, mennim m'awieyɛ
Abusuafoɔ nnim hospital ka tua nso wonim ayieyɛ
Obiaa nni hɔ a onim da kuro pɔtii a ɔni no nsuroma pie yɛ

Nti mede mewureɛ hyɛ Onyame mu
Ɛyɛ nokoreɛ sɛ Onyame mu
Fa woreɛ hyɛ Onyame mu
Nya aboterɛ wɔ Onyame mu
Anibrɛ deɛ gyae yi mu
Na wo bɛko a ɛdi nkonim
Ɛnyɛ dɛn a Onyame beyɛ
Fa wo nsa sɔ Onyame mu

Okyeame ma ne ntu me manfoɔ sɛ your King is still okay
Wa abortion 64 yɛ coded, the girl is still okay
Obi na ɛyɛ ya anka w'awu. Nsa tia is not the same
So if you ready for the game
Then be ready for the pain

Enemies are chasing my shadows
Still we leading like the pharaohs
Have seen joy and have seen sorrows
Nti ama Onyankopɔn ayɛ chorus

My Sisther Brethren you for cut the pretend
Obra nyɛ assignment na w"ahyɛ obi deɛ so ayɛ reference

We are singing our lines and hooks
We go go fishing for ourselves
I believe in me myself
That ago make the money money any way

Mpaboa ne deɛ wodi atia me awia nso ɔkyena wobɛ hunu sɛ Ohene keseɛ bi ba ne me oo
Deɛ me firi ne wa nso ɛyɛ dɛn a meduru oo

Nasɛ Onyame nku me a
Ɔtiase foɔ brɛ kwa oo
M'anim a na mɛkɔ oo
Me hyɛbrɛ no kwan nare oo

Nasɛ Onyame nku me a
Ɔtiase foɔ brɛ kwa oo
M'anim a na mɛkɔ oo
Me hyɛbrɛ no kwan nare oo

Firisɛ obiaa ne hɔ a onim obrempɔn ahyaseɛ ee
Obiaa ne hɔ a onim obrempɔn ahyaseɛ ee
Obiaa ne hɔ a onim obrempɔn ahyaseɛ ee
Obiaa ne hɔ a onim obrempɔn ahyaseɛ ee

Nasɛ Onyame nku me a
Ɔtiase foɔ brɛ kwa oo
M'anim a na mɛkɔ oo
Me hyɛbrɛ no kwan nare oo

Nasɛ Onyame nku me a (Onyame nku me a)
Ɔtiase foɔ brɛ kwa oo
M'anim a na mɛkɔ oo
Me hyɛbrɛ no kwan nare oo

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Akwaboah yie yi eee! Heii!!
Na w'ati anaa?
Wo bɛkɔ mad yor!