Post Azonto Blues - M.anifest

What the elephant talk the ant?

I no dey see you kraa

I no dey see you saf

I no dey see you kraa

I no dey see you saf

See, We no dey follow trends, nah we father them

Kill them off send em all off to martyrdom

Monkey see monkey do but I’m not shocked at them

But it all depends with a pen I’ll throw salt at them

Plagiarism and sadism on a major rise

And even that thought I think I might have plagiarized

No shit Sherlock, I’m on some Rupert Murdoch

My news in the sky angels cry to empathize

Bad business when phone credits are finished

You were chit chatting an azonto girl for too many minutes

Chivalry when you taking chicks to dinners you aspire to hit it

So you pay for her food and Guinness

Aye chaley, walahi talahii

Madina show we some tings u fit ask Mawuli

If wisdom were riches we fit be the prince of Saudi

Ever since Audis and Porsche Cayenne’s our drives gotten, rowdy

I mean we so Bob Marley

I mean turn the lights down low in this party

I mean two is company and three be kinda crowdy

My freedom of speech I exercise like Pilates

Shouts-outs to Haile Selassie

Selasie is an Ewe name so I guess we related probably

Number nine tings, thank me, you’re welcome

And if you pray bad, fortune falls on me like Melcom then…

I no dey see you kraa

I no dey see you saf

I no dey see you kraa

I no dey see you saf

I no dey see you kraa

I no dey see you saf

I no dey see you kraa

I no dey see you

I no dey see you

You dey skip school, you no dey see class

You only mess with dudes that ride up in C-class

Counting money is the only time you do math

You can’t count on going through life with tits and ass, only

You say you beauty and brains then sweetie show me

Cause I ain’t one of the lames that believe the toli

I think your story is starting to stink, koobi

After just a couple of drinks you told me

Things you never said before, and I coulda bought more

Cause your truth serum is wine it loosens up your jaws

So the filla all dey flow, apae te sɛ pawpaw

You touchy, feely and more

But wait, for another round on this merry go

I no dey hurry go, though I fit carry go

Cause my bro Fui warn me about Akɔnɔ bone

So you take your cabby go mek I sip my gin and tonic (Ow lord)

I no dey see you kraa