Libation

Ah, ahh
Ma people yeah, my people yeah yeah
Ma 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 pause a time for you
But they pack our people in a dungeon and yet
Separate us from our family, am I correct
Drive us back to back and like we bomboclat
Everything now you see we dey build by us

But they won't tell the truth
But still they are still biases
Come to take back our chalk with an empire
Turn our old world and build new nation

My stronger people form your lane
Form your lane form your lane
It's time to move in to your place
To your place it is your place
My stronger people form your lane
Form your lane form your lane
It's time to move in for our place

But before we blaze…
We pour libation
Honor where we come from
All this while we praying
God will bless our days
All our days
We pour libation
Honor 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 homireso

You stole ma pride when you took my name
But you never off my flame
I see the light from the once who came (light, light)
So now we on our way
So, you better get of my way

So now we running every docking is a dump right yet
You so don't worry this is a struggle but we strong lion
Never would we let them trade us for some gun powder
Holy spirit of the great, will lend our power
Komfo Anokye will my sword you can't take me out
Yaa Asantewaa will my voice, you no make me shout
Osan Mosa will my power I go make you bow
Salute the real ones, loo the que gun

My stronger people form your lane
Form your lane form your lane
It's time to move in to your place
To your place it is your place
My stronger people form your lane
Form your lane form your lane
It's time to move in for our place

But before we blaze…
We pour libation
Honor where we come from
All this while we praying
God will bless our days
All our days
We pour libation
Honor 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

So important that we keep our history
Pouring libation is almost like recognizing the people who come before us we appreciate them
Because if we don't recognize what happened in the past, we will continue to make the same mistakes
You know as Marcos Garden said the "people without knowledge of their past history, origin and culture; is like a tree without roots".
You hear me, so let's pour some wine down
To all the people that comes before us

It's Fuse