A song made by BLAKK POT
A song made by BLAKK POT
*Title: Man For Help Man*
*Vibe*: Azonto + Highlife + Street motivational. 105 BPM. Chant + call & response
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Hey! Hey! Ghetto boys!
Listen! Listen!
Wetin man do man?
Wetin man do man?
When life rough, who dey there for you?
Man for help man!
1, 2, 3, Azonto!
*Verse 1*
Wetin man do man?
I ask myself everyday
When I dey broke, nobody dey
Just me and the four corners of my room
North no help, South no help
East say “no money”, West say “come tomorrow”
But if na woman call
Fastforward! Magic go happen sharp
Money go appear, problems go vanish
So I dey ask again...
Wetin man do man?
*Pre-Chorus*
Is it wickedness towards men?
Or we don’t see the struggle in our brother’s eyes?
But I no go give up
Because my story never end, Blakk Pot, let me you say
*Chorus*
Man for help man!
Lift your brother up when he dey down
Man for help man!
One day na you go need am too
We be ghetto boys, but we get heart
In spite of the pain, we go rise
Man for help man!
God dey watch, He go bless your hand
*Verse 2*
I remember days, no food for table
Barefoot dreams but head dey hold cable
People laugh, say “this boy no go make am”
But God alone know my story, man
Every rejection na motivation
Every closed door na preparation
So to my guys for the streets
I see you, I feel you
We go suffer today, but tomorrow we go shine
Because we no go break each other down
*Chorus*
Man for help man!
Lift your brother up when he dey down
Man for help man!
One day na you go need am too
We be ghetto boys, but we get heart
In spite of the pain, we go rise
Man for help man!
God dey watch, He go bless your hand
*Bridge - Emotional / Motivational*
Eh ghetto boy, don’t cry
Your struggle no be in vain
Today you dey alone, but keep grinding
One day dem go ask “who help you?”
And you go say “God and my brothers”
Let’s change the story
From “wetin man do man”
To “man for help man”
Azonto for the pain! Azonto for the gain, Blakk Pot feeling dey!
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DJ: Wetin man do man?
Crowd: Man for help man!
DJ: When e rough, Nima boys?
Crowd: We dey for each other!
DJ: Ghetto boys, Ashaiman?
Crowd: We go rise!
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So from today, change the narrative
If your brother fall, pick am up
If your brother hungry, share your bread
Because at the end...
Man for help man
God for bless us all
Ghetto boys to the world!
We dey here!