Rog Boyz, Trooth Wordsmith - Check Lyrics

Everything Majestic
Focus on the
Yeah

Boys boys, drip
Champion, ship
Communion, sip
Nonsense, skip
Oops! Plantain, chips
Mistake, slip
Shout outs The town, ship
We royal, Nyah
Yeah
We never travel nsu na daa ni daa boys e droppi
Dropping bars upon bars charley miyɛ barman nti boys ɛn shorti
Shot, I killed, I aim again, I shoot to kill
Track biaa y33 killi
Killed the beat and lay a wreath, na who and who?
Hwan ni hwan remixi?
Nyame na adom
Ebi God ein grace
Wey I no chop disgrace
Why I no get misplaced
Why I base
Why you dey look my face
Why I go fit embrace
Why I dey move with pace
Just in case, you dey want trace in the first place
Look I dey walk like King Kong and rep the kingdom
I never really wanna bow to the storm
I'm strong in the Lord
I conquer them all
I never ever wanna walk it lukewarm
And if I do fall I go to the cross
Cry to God then he mops all my flaws
I no dey conform and I dey perform
The boy dey form wey he no fit deform
Mad oh
God wey he pay my debt o
Chairman I no dey owe o
Drop your gun bro you no be popo eh
Tu-tu-tu-tu
This is crazy
How long we doing it? Daily
Son of the king of the deity
Goodness unlimited plenty
Nyah

Favor, check
Blessing, check
Success, check
Money, check
Made in his image and likeness, check
So we dey rule over darkness, check
I and Jehovah are partners, check
I'm in the miracle business, check

Krakye
Tu wu bu na me nkyerɛ wo wossop
Nchɛ enyim dɛɛ oba no rap ah
Smith obiara nyim dɛɛ meyɛ Hancock
Me killi beat ah no ressurection
Yesu Cristo checki me passion
Ose ride on my son you're forcing
Ebɛ dwen dɛɛ Bra Sammy yɛ mi sibling
Chai
Mi grab mic ah don't try
You go figa say me and Tyson wan fight
Ebi God dey give the punchlines
I for return to church the flow be too tight
Dem say the boy too dey brag
Oh, no
I only boast in the Lord I know
No fuse but the boy gon blow
You can't sack me, I got CEO flow
Majesty, Trooth
Royalty thing
Morning and night
Repping the king
In the club or the street
At the pub or the beach
Anywhere we go step
We gotta win
I got the truth in my heart
I call a spade a spade
If I keep shut rookies are gonna be rooked
We gotta tell em the truth
Apple of his eye
My queen
Dawg the phone and cover your fruit
No need to slay to be pretty
Flaunt your natural beauty
Shine like a diamond baby
Eventuarry b3 siɛ
Your face is cutie
Proud as a peacock
I got the miter bishop
Better, hide your pawn, no makeup
I don't wanna be the focus, so I stay minor till I take off

Favor, check
Blessing, check
Success, check
Money, check
Made in his image and likeness, check
So we dey rule over darkness, check
I and Jehovah are partners, check
I'm in the miracle business, check

Favor, check
Blessing, check
Success, check
Money, check
Made in his image and likeness, check
So we dey rule over darkness, check
I and Jehovah are partners, check
I'm in the miracle business, check

Favor, check
Blessing, check
Success, check
Money, check
Made in his image and likeness, check
So we dey rule over darkness, check
I and Jehovah are partners, check
I'm in the miracle business, check