Yanga Go Wake Am Lyrics

Yo Chale, pass me the calabash

You get palmwine? ɛnɛ deɛ maka ato madwene mu sɛ mɛyɛ fine

Boys boys yɛ nam, yakɔ pɛ Patron bi ne lime na yatwa ato nsa fufuo no so

Me wie a mahwɛ me time

Ahh, yɛ na yɛti so

Hwɛ, yɛdi yɛ mmrɛ

Hwɛ akokɔ a ɛda nkwan mu mmrɛ

Hwɛ nam yi bo trɛ a ɛtrɛ, eii mo nto mo bo

Monma yɛ ndi kan nfa yɛti nhwɛ soro

Mesi monma yɛ ndi kan nfa yɛti nhwɛ soro

Na nyɛ adeɛ mesɔre a mɛnbɔ mpayɛ

Na wo dwene papa wɔ wo a wakoma mu a, ɛnoa ne nkwagyeɛ

Nyame abɛ yɛ bi ama yɛ

Cause

Cuz I been struggling with life

I been struggling with strife

I can't see how you could live in puddles all your life

And they're shallow, from the mud I been pop

Dodged a couple bullets, but the devil still clutching the knocks

They wanna see me laying propped up on the gravel

Never given option to saddle the fence

Been given no defense before the judge bang the gavel

But ain't no pardon, my skin too black to show the scars in it

I can't claim to be hurt

I'm tryna figure which pain is worse

The fact that we're made lame since birth

Or that they consider my blessing a curse

But I discovered through the pain that I could aid in your search

Don't ever don't your worth

The lotus shall flourish even in drought or in dirt

The lotus shall flourish even in drought or in dirt, Chale