Kwesi Arthur – Fire in the Booth Lyrics
Lyrics to “Fire in the Booth” song by Kwesi Arthur
Kwesi Arthur
Ground up to the top Ghana stand up
you dont say cos it shows
Nti I just put the working in
And i focus on my growth
Ah..no dey do no talking
Get the money then i go
Is like you all go treat me
Different if you know say i go blow
Gimme what belongs to me now
I no go ask twice
you only live once, charley
i already die twice
I kill everthing with no remours
At times I dey feel like I was an
Executioner in my past life
I’m the one society cant afford to lose
me teaching kids how to be legends but
the boy is just a boogie
My life is such a movie inspiration to the
people nea meka nyinaa me prove..ah
African boy, ah
boy me sup boy sluck
shouts to be being broke
You go never get the boy back
I fit sing me rapi
And I’m naughty ugly motherfvck
Come to think of this men
I for start 1 man boy band
Pisi watakra magye
come take your sorrows away
Ever since your brother die
I know you no see ma face
I know you doing anything
bring him back alive again
Cos me and my brothers fight
But still push it everyday
I swear we take a log for
granted picture giver
wey no mate tie your shoes the world is heartless
Nti everyday you live mama
I know you go be puppet
I go it a milli if everybody does a hundred
Evo wa ne noma mana
Forgiver im a Dalien
How did I transition from a quote to a stallion
Italians fr3 me capareta
I for learn Italian
If ino be about positivity dont call me in
Cos who go show the kids better
Brothers just be mad cos I cant hang with
Them whenever
I no wan sit argue about
best player, best team
I wan get rich
In fact you then your favourite
Whatever fi suck my d!ck
Ino dey pay my bills
Ino dey fill my belly
Ino dey wipe these tears
Who say my heart is heavy
Ma sist dey come go Uni
Ino go pay ein fees
Moye mental slaves
Ino go set you free, ah
Mey3 nea honam no betumi
and leave the rest to God
Because people you dey feed
Wey go laugh you when you flopp
And you go shock the friends you
when no one see you at the top
W’aduane sika wode t) bundle y3 me a,
beatings you go chop
Ground up to the top