paroles de chanson Kill My Spirit - Kwesi Arthur , Sarkodie , Santi

Arhn diidadeey
What you dey live for Auntie Connie ey
Why you dey worry so much oh
Ak)neaba a y3redi no bebrebe yi (bebrebe yi)
What we dey search for
I dey need some money ni ni ni ni
Little peace of mind
I get happiness in me
Love is what you see
Adwuma yi a me di didididi yi
S3 womma mm3 boa me a, mia w'ano
Please
Oh na na naa na
Oh oh oh (oh no)
Make nobody kill my spirit
Oh na na naa na
Oh oh oh (oh no)
Make nobody kill my spirit
Ahy3ase3 naa we search money
Joo gyae mabr3 paa me testimony
Metumi nya nkyenam nkoaa but no k)mi
3t) da bi a, 3y3 a, na madwen ne s3 obiara nd) me
Life, ups and downs I won't give up
)bra y3 twan koraa a, 3nto Abokyi khebab
Me nyaa y3 anka m3ka ohiani ba you cant speak up
3he na mew) k) abrab) be me rehab
Boys boys for speed up no time for dame
S3ne3 maso ay3 hye no, mma obiara mm3 ha me
Nkrampan nkoaa foos koraa mfata me
Positive energy nk)ka mm3 ka me
Cos mep3 s3 me blow r)))f
S3ne3 ma damu no m'abusua no dey show love
W'aduane s3e a, momfa me to ndane coal pot
Menyaa m3ka be nyinaa but it's a whole lot
I dey need some money ni ni ni ni
Little peace of mind
I get happiness in me
Love is what you see
Adwuma yi a me di didididi yi
S3 womma mm3 boa me a, mia w'ano
Please
Oh na na naa na
Oh oh oh (oh no)
Make nobody kill my spirit
Oh na na naa na
Oh oh oh (oh no)
Make nobody kill my spirit
Check your attitude
I want to see my people flourish too
When they see say you get it
Them go steal from you
I no fit be like them
Not the type who dey do pretense
Fool you fool you no be gangsta
Look ma shirt then my shoe
I dey need some money ni ni ni ni
Little peace of mind
I get happiness in me
Love is what you see
Adwuma yi a me di didididi yi
S3 womma mm3 boa me a, mia w'ano
Please
Oh na na naa na
Oh oh oh (oh no)
Make nobody kill my spirit
Oh na na naa na
Oh oh oh (oh no)
Make nobody kill my spirit
Uh uh uh
On my life
Uh uh uh
Remember the dog days na hustle to bustle mama
Now we hustle kaka
Now we up in the building and we're counting proper
We got to win, we march in the place
Ghetto boys
Overload, stop
Overload till they feel the boy
They think say we no go make
Bring it back again cos the boys don't break oh