Vision (feat. Akwaboah)

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