Bloke
Buster
on
the
rhythm...
For
every
From
Accra
to
Tamale,
and
Kumasi
One
question,
just
one
question...
Morning
come,
the
sun
still
a
But
still
some
youthman
no
The
land
is
fertile,
the
rain
still
a
fall
Yet
hunger
still
a
knock
pon
the
poor
man's
door
Some
get
chance
and
they
forget
the
rest
the
ghetto
youth
a
struggle,
we
keep
on
rising,
we
never
Even
when
the
system
try
to
take
our
crown
Jah
bless
we
naturally...
But
every
day
me
look
around,
people
a
suffer
Jah
bless
we
naturally...
Maybe
the
answer
Maybe
e
start
with
you
and
Look
into
the
mirror,
what
do
you
A
king
in
the
making,
waiting
to
be
Don't
look
for
the
savior
in
the
hands
of
the
own
hard
work
is
what
determine
your
fate
Chale,
keep
the
fire
burning
Even
when
the
road
rocky
and
you
We
building
the
nation,
one
brick
at
a
time
Leaving
all
the
doubt
and
the
fear
far
Eiii,
rise
No
time
for
complaining,
no
time
for
the
hate
we
stand,
open
up
the
gate
Success
is
a
journey,
not
just
a
place
We
running
this
marathon,
winning
the
Me
want
know
why...
Jah
bless
we
naturally...
But
every
day
me
look
around,
people
a
suffer
Me
want
Jah
bless
we
naturally...
Maybe
the
answer
no
deh
far
away
Maybe
e
start
with
you
and
me
Keep
the
faith,
stay
strong,
keep
the
Accra
to
the
world,
Ghanaian
youth
arise!
Blessings
upon
blessings...
We
rise,
we
rise,
we
rise...