[Lyrics] Sarkodie – Homicide (Ft. La Meme Gang)

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Contributor/Writer of lyrics: Joseph ‘Aqweci’ Ofori

 

HOOK

Darkness, darkness living in the light… light (2X)

 

VERSE 1

This is kinda wrong but it’s feeling right

My hommie say no but a nigga might

I wanna go soft but it’s kinda like

A nigga really gotta drop a dynamite

Mayne is about to be a homicide

Bitch ass niggas be showing the phony side

Me ka me bo so asɛm a na me feeli fortified

Mo nkɔ checke numbers a me streamie wɔ Spotify

Living legend, still king, no gimmicks

Still a me schoolie niggas, I’m killing it, no limit

Started in a gutter, I’m buried in cold lyrics

M’ayɛ ne nyinaa, I ain’t got nothing to show niggas

This the return of Makaveli

Hold up, talking to the devil on a celly

He said to me I’m about to put you on a tele

But I want your soul, tell me any time you ready

Nah bro, me twitwa ne nyinaa wɔ Yesu din mu

The devil knocking on my door, mo nse ne sɛ me nfii no

M’abrabɔ te sɛ Methodist foɔ keyboard

M’abɔ A, M’abɔ B, afei na me bɛbɔ C no

 

BRIDGE

I did it before, I’m doing again

You selling your soul but weytin you gain

Now the devil wanna drive me insane

But one day the sunshine go come over the rain

 

HOOK

Darkness, darkness living in the light… light (2X)

 

VERSE 2

I know a couple niggas don’t fuck with us

But I ain’t got time for my side hoes

Nnamfofoɔ bebree, bi yɛ seat fillers

Trust issues, I can’t keep my eyes closed

Been to some dark places

Only got love for my Sark Nation

Ngosra no wɔ me so, so stop hating

Mo nyɛɛ ready sɛ mo ne me bɛkɔ rat racing

Cos I’m blessed like a muthafucka

Deɛ ɔtan me biara no me hia no for last supper

Okukuseku, ɔnenam m’ase sɛ grasscutter

Fake niggas, a whole bunch of blood suckers

Me gyaa mo hɔ kakra, family first

Nsɛm a mo ka faa me ho, I’m really hurt

Mo de mo sika too so a nka m’awinne bet

Susu dwa w’anum na m’amɛ stoppe wo daily bread

Undefeated, ain’t nobody better than the bwoy

Deɛ ɔbaa me nkyɛn bɛ paa me kyɛw no me maa no alloy

Brɛ wo ho ase na me nbɛ disse ma wo adɔyɛ

Sɛ me bɔ wo din a Highest, bisa Lavoy

Sɛ mo ratie rappers a fa me to fourth

Because teacher ni abaso koraa nyɛ nafɛ ne Prof

M’adawge kush, boka na me bɛtwe puff

Beef no m’agyae, nea m’ani gye ho ne pork

ɛnnyɛ adeɛ a me bɛsi nsuo mu na m’aham

Baabi a Ghana rap no atete no m’apam

Abokyi, sɛ me botom we koraa me wɔ nam

Rap nkoaa na wo pɛ dea me wɔ ne bam

 

BRIDGE

I did it before, I’m doing again

You selling your soul but weytin you gain

Now the devil wanna drive me insane

But one day the sunshine go come over the rain

 

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