Enoch Owusu Gyamfi

Knowledge in our head he impacts,
Restlessly preparing me and you a better future,
And pounding into our minds senses from which we never depart,
God bless the teacher.
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At this party of everybody in this sphere room
Which have only one way in and one way out
Standin' is a table for each person
Served with two different diets one at each side.
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Why? Why me? Why me?
Lord Why? Why this? Why me?
He cry and cry and ask why?
How me? Why me? Lord why? .
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They walk in the mask of saints,
So innocent with hearts full of evil,
Their looks are polished with false paints,
Designed by the devil.
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Days like this we all made mistakes,
Walked with our eyes left behind,
We made corrections and paid what it takes,
In days like this I wish to rewrite my history.
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They make brothers feel good,
Anytime a kind step in the hood,
From their hearts, springing is love, pure and deep,
True homies never make us weep.
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I'm Innocent but living in hell,
Joy and happiness roaming in the streets,
But sad spending my restless days in cell,
Innocent, why chained at hand and feet.
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How can there be a distance count
As fears of past failure have tied our feet in a not
Like the blind man and time
He deary buy one for a dime.
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Your pot is dry,,,
So you don't wear a smile,,,
Your hungry boy na cry,,,
Daddy, daddy why?
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He is an old slow cold criminal
Who has murdered many grown-ups and even juveniles
And yet he is still knockin' at some doors wantin' for more
I think this man need to be jailed..
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