Lyrics Debi Debi - M.anifest

Debi Debi

Debi debi ɛ be yɛ yie
Debi debi ɛ be yɛ yie
Nanso debi debi bɛ ba dabɛn?
Debi debi ɛ be yɛ yie
Debi debi ɛ be yɛ yie
Nanso debi debi bɛ ba dabɛn?
Ghanafuɔ, pɛ asɛm sro asɛm
Asɛm wai nti obi bɛ didi matɛm
But somethings need to be said ntɛm ntɛm
Kanawu let it out of the basket, kɛntɛn
Let’s start with religion and these big ass churches
Pastors more paid than teachers and nurses
How the preachers dey afford these big Benzes
And nobody questions it from the pew and the benches
Education getting poorer at a higher price
Less quality teachers and more strikes
Students no dey learn, chew and pour all night
These views might be leftist but it’s all right
Election time politricks by these novices
They empty their wallets and give us empty promises
How can I trust when you say what you don’t do
I vote for you you work for me, that’s the cold truth
Judgment debts, GYEEDA reports
I go get into this thing…
(Yɛ Si)
Debi debi ɛ be yɛ yie
Debi debi ɛ be yɛ yie
Nanso debi debi bɛ ba dabɛn?
Debi debi ɛ be yɛ yie
Debi debi ɛ be yɛ yie
Nanso debi debi bɛ ba dabɛn?
(Dem Sey)
One day e go be, one day e go be
But when one day go come?
One day e go be, one day e go be
But when one day go come?
They say the only time parliamentarians dey agree
Is when they talk about raising their own salaries
The only time koti go get bribe from me
Is Neveruary 20 and never, wei diɛ me boa
Shiashi has had traffic problems, oh yeah
So I no dey barb why they had to build a mall there
Congestion is vexing so the horns blare
L.A.F.A is rampant more people dey slur
To each is own, Me, I’m not a saint here
I hope every radio station hears me real clear
Nsɛm hunu no dɔɔso, too much loose talk
No fact checking, this be news or?
More beauty pageants and awards shows
Why we have so damn many?
Only God Knows
Nothing ever starts on time insanity
We need to step our game up improve quality
I came here to murder mediocrity
Chaley, I no even start yet…
I’ve noticed there’s chaw lies in showbiz
More hocus-pocus, so so bogus
More skulduggery from promoters
This will not make me popular chaley I know this
Ghana want’s to be internationally heard or so I hear
But we cheat and don’t treat each other fair
Chris Brown got paid an arm and a leg (Good for him)
But you wanna pay me peanuts?
that’s absurd
I know there are levels it makes sense
Doesn’t help we making songs that don’t make sense
Kindergarten raps and corny punch lines
And most tracks sound so horny most times
On the bright side we get potential and tins
We need to work harder it’s essential for the win
We can’t think critique is taboo or a sin
I wrote this out of love, sincerely yours, em dot, vim
More tins I fit to talk, but one day e go bee, huh?