BISA ft. Wanlov The Kubolor Lyrics

We no know the answers

We no dey ask questions

Kiddie wey e dey quiz ein father

Dey block ein own blessings

Conflating colonial rule den culture be wanna transgression

Me like this then I always dey dodge class

But I never dey chop last

If the child dey skip your lessons, you no dey think ask

To nurture the mind of wanna youth, that be the only task

Lost in the realms of discipline and, feeding the ego

And we for start dey listen, cos really how much do we know

We no know the answers

We no dey ask questions

A closed mind is like a closed book

What be the essence

If we no dey sow nothing

Den make ideas germinate

Recover sciences forgotten, then make tins permeate

If the elders no invest in me

Den direct me on my path

If we dey minus the minors

How we dey do the math

We no know the answers

And we no dey ask

Sɛ enyim aa

Bisa ma obi nka nkyrɛ wo

Sɛ enyim aa

Bisa ma obi nka nkyrɛ wo

Sɛ enyim aa

Bisa ma obi nka nkyrɛ wo

Sɛ enyim aa

Bisa ma obi nka nkyrɛ wo

Sɛ enyim aa

Bisa ma obi nka nkyrɛ wo

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Bisa ma obi nka nkyrɛ wo

Sɛ enyim aa

Bisa ma obi nka nkyrɛ wo

Sɛ enyim aa

Bisa ma obi nka nkyrɛ wo

Who say little children should only be seen and not be heard

Young Bondzie you ask too many questions. Absurd

If you wan know the future observe the children when they play

Cos dem dey mirror wanna actions and what we dey do den say

2010, be when me I make decision

No lying to my kids, and no fake religion

We no dey do timid for here, speak up and don't mumble

And dey for question any fool who dares tells them to be humble

Sɛ enyim aa

Bisa ma obi nka nkyrɛ wo

Sɛ enyim aa

Bisa ma obi nka nkyrɛ wo

Sɛ enyim aa

Bisa ma obi nka nkyrɛ wo

Sɛ enyim aa

Bisa ma obi nka nkyrɛ wo

Sɛ enyim aa

Bisa ma obi nka nkyrɛ wo

Sɛ enyim aa

Bisa ma obi nka nkyrɛ wo

Sɛ enyim aa

Bisa ma obi nka nkyrɛ wo

Sɛ enyim aa

Bisa ma obi nka nkyrɛ wo

They say obey before complain

My mind too complex to come plain

Guilty till proven innocent

They smell filthy so no consent

Shut up and do what you are told

We owe so much nothing to our old

Bi

The atsia no even dey fall from the tree e just dey hang there

We dey prɔ in front of wanna parents, we dey become them

Atɔɔnii dey sing we the same songs, we no change the anthem

Chew and pour the kanzo finish, Amalia woamba ntɛm

They say they dey send we to schools, to know

Then when we suggest something better: Too known

We no want slow the cancer, just dey lie on your back

Me I know the Ansah's dat be why I dey on track

Sɛ enyim aa

Bisa ma obi nka nkyrɛ wo

Sɛ enyim aa

Bisa ma obi nka nkyrɛ wo

Sɛ enyim aa

Bisa ma obi nka nkyrɛ wo

Sɛ enyim aa

Bisa ma obi nka nkyrɛ wo

Sɛ enyim aa

Bisa ma obi nka nkyrɛ wo

Sɛ enyim aa

Bisa ma obi nka nkyrɛ wo

Sɛ enyim aa

Bisa ma obi nka nkyrɛ wo

Sɛ enyim aa

Bisa ma obi nka nkyrɛ wo