Post Azonto Blues Songtext
von 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