Libation
Ah, ahh
My people, yeah
My people, yeah, yeah
My people, yeah, yeah
We were not supposed to bleed again
Our cloths was torn again and again
We're suppose to jump, not sit on the fence
Don't worry, I will be right by you
I promise I will do right by you
I took a trip to the past on a time voyage
How they packed all our people in a dungeon yard
Separated from our families and entourage
Packed us up back to back like we bumper cars
Everything that you see today build by us
But they won't tell the truth, man, they still bias
Time to take back our throne build an empire
Tear down old wall, build new nation
My strong blood people from your lane
(Form your lane, form your lane)
It's time to move into your place
(To your place, it is your place)
My strong blood people from your lane
(Form your lane, form your lane)
It's time to move in for our place
But before we blaze
We pour libation
Honour where we come from
All this while we praying
God will bless our days, all our days
We pour libation
Honour where we come from
All this while we praying
God will bless our days, all our days
Tweadiapon Kwame (awie)
Nyԑ ↄno anka (awie)
Anka yԑ nni nkwa (awie)
Nti yԑ bↄ wo abaso (awie)
Sagyefo Kwame (ԑwiԑ)
Wo ԑto wo ho ama (ԑwiԑ)
Africaman ba (ԑwiԑ)
Nti yԑ bↄ wo abaso (ԑwiԑ)
Nana Yaa Asantewaa (ԑwiԑ)
Wo ayԑ bi ama (ԑwiԑ)
Ↄbaa kentinka (ԑwiԑ)
Ndԑ yԑ bↄ wo abaso (ԑwiԑ)
Ɛbibiman nyana (ԑwiԑ)
Yԑ mma yԑ homireso (ԑwiԑ)
Yԑn yԑ ya famu deԑ (ԑwiԑ)
Na nananom bↄ yԑ homireso
You stole my pride when you took my name
But you can never out my flame
I see the light from the ones who came (light it up, light it up)
So now we on our way
So you better get of my way
So now we running and we ducking it's a damn riot
It's a war in this jungle but we strong lions
Never will we let them trade us for some gun powder
Call the spirits of the brave, motherland power
Komfo Anokye with my sword, you can't take me out
Yaa Asantewaa with my voice, so don't make me shout
Mansa Mussa with my power, I go make you bow
Salute the real ones, slew the pagans
My strong blood people from your lane
(Form your lane, form your lane)
It's time to move into your place
(To your place, it is your place)
My strong blood people from your lane
(Form your lane, form your lane)
It's time to move in for our place
But before we blaze
We pour libation
Honour where we come from
All this while we praying
God will bless our days, all our days
We pour libation
Honour where we come from
All this while we praying
God will bless our days, all our days
Tweadiapon Kwame (ԑwiԑ)
Nyԑ ↄno anka (ԑwiԑ)
Anka yԑ nni nkwa (ԑwiԑ)
Nti yԑ bↄ wo abaso (ԑwiԑ)
Sagyefo Kwame (ԑwiԑ)
Wo ԑto wo ho ama (ԑwiԑ)
Africaman ba (ԑwiԑ)
Nti yԑ bↄ wo abaso (ԑwiԑ)
Nana Yaa Asantewaa (ԑwiԑ)
Wo ayԑ bi ama (ԑwiԑ)
Ↄbaa kentinka (ԑwiԑ)
Ndԑ yԑ bↄ wo abaso (ԑwiԑ)
Ɛbibiman nyana (ԑwiԑ)
Yԑ mma yԑ homireso (ԑwiԑ)
Yԑn yԑ ya famu deԑ (ԑwiԑ)
Na nananom bↄ yԑ abaso
It's so important that we keep our history
Pouring libation is almost like
Recognizing the people who come before us
We appreciate them
You know, 'cause if we don't recognise what's happened in the past
We will continue making the same mistakes
You know, as Marcos Garden said
"A people without knowledge of their past history
Origin and culture
Is like a tree without roots"
You get me?
So let's pour something right now
For all the people that's come before us
It's Fuse
It's a worldwide movement
Take it to the world like this, ahra
My people, yeah
My people, yeah, yeah
My people, yeah, yeah
We were not supposed to bleed again
Our cloths was torn again and again
We're suppose to jump, not sit on the fence
Don't worry, I will be right by you
I promise I will do right by you
I took a trip to the past on a time voyage
How they packed all our people in a dungeon yard
Separated from our families and entourage
Packed us up back to back like we bumper cars
Everything that you see today build by us
But they won't tell the truth, man, they still bias
Time to take back our throne build an empire
Tear down old wall, build new nation
My strong blood people from your lane
(Form your lane, form your lane)
It's time to move into your place
(To your place, it is your place)
My strong blood people from your lane
(Form your lane, form your lane)
It's time to move in for our place
But before we blaze
We pour libation
Honour where we come from
All this while we praying
God will bless our days, all our days
We pour libation
Honour where we come from
All this while we praying
God will bless our days, all our days
Tweadiapon Kwame (awie)
Nyԑ ↄno anka (awie)
Anka yԑ nni nkwa (awie)
Nti yԑ bↄ wo abaso (awie)
Sagyefo Kwame (ԑwiԑ)
Wo ԑto wo ho ama (ԑwiԑ)
Africaman ba (ԑwiԑ)
Nti yԑ bↄ wo abaso (ԑwiԑ)
Nana Yaa Asantewaa (ԑwiԑ)
Wo ayԑ bi ama (ԑwiԑ)
Ↄbaa kentinka (ԑwiԑ)
Ndԑ yԑ bↄ wo abaso (ԑwiԑ)
Ɛbibiman nyana (ԑwiԑ)
Yԑ mma yԑ homireso (ԑwiԑ)
Yԑn yԑ ya famu deԑ (ԑwiԑ)
Na nananom bↄ yԑ homireso
You stole my pride when you took my name
But you can never out my flame
I see the light from the ones who came (light it up, light it up)
So now we on our way
So you better get of my way
So now we running and we ducking it's a damn riot
It's a war in this jungle but we strong lions
Never will we let them trade us for some gun powder
Call the spirits of the brave, motherland power
Komfo Anokye with my sword, you can't take me out
Yaa Asantewaa with my voice, so don't make me shout
Mansa Mussa with my power, I go make you bow
Salute the real ones, slew the pagans
My strong blood people from your lane
(Form your lane, form your lane)
It's time to move into your place
(To your place, it is your place)
My strong blood people from your lane
(Form your lane, form your lane)
It's time to move in for our place
But before we blaze
We pour libation
Honour where we come from
All this while we praying
God will bless our days, all our days
We pour libation
Honour where we come from
All this while we praying
God will bless our days, all our days
Tweadiapon Kwame (ԑwiԑ)
Nyԑ ↄno anka (ԑwiԑ)
Anka yԑ nni nkwa (ԑwiԑ)
Nti yԑ bↄ wo abaso (ԑwiԑ)
Sagyefo Kwame (ԑwiԑ)
Wo ԑto wo ho ama (ԑwiԑ)
Africaman ba (ԑwiԑ)
Nti yԑ bↄ wo abaso (ԑwiԑ)
Nana Yaa Asantewaa (ԑwiԑ)
Wo ayԑ bi ama (ԑwiԑ)
Ↄbaa kentinka (ԑwiԑ)
Ndԑ yԑ bↄ wo abaso (ԑwiԑ)
Ɛbibiman nyana (ԑwiԑ)
Yԑ mma yԑ homireso (ԑwiԑ)
Yԑn yԑ ya famu deԑ (ԑwiԑ)
Na nananom bↄ yԑ abaso
It's so important that we keep our history
Pouring libation is almost like
Recognizing the people who come before us
We appreciate them
You know, 'cause if we don't recognise what's happened in the past
We will continue making the same mistakes
You know, as Marcos Garden said
"A people without knowledge of their past history
Origin and culture
Is like a tree without roots"
You get me?
So let's pour something right now
For all the people that's come before us
It's Fuse
It's a worldwide movement
Take it to the world like this, ahra
Credits
Writer(s): Nana Richard Abiona, Stephen Woode, Alex Bigah
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