Ethos by Sur5ILL Lyrics
[Verse 1]:
Visa from the embassy
A little older than what Rhodesia turned into be
Zebras and offensive memes
The internet was my arena for the empathy
Nah Ghana ain't fucked up and barren
Green ass forests in bulk, they sub-Saharan
Rain season cuz of the Gulf that they're sharing
Politicians could have corruption examined
I was born kojo, m'pocho please don't infringe
On the trademark of my logo
My skin so cocoa, oburoni they call me
My legs were all jammed in the tro tro
Me dasse me dasse
And I'm on the hot seat
All the way up to Kumasi
Gofundme gofundme gofundme
Gofundme gofundme banku when I'm hungry
Jollof to waakye to kenkey
chugging Club lager get a buzz faster
Now my wardrobe I'm swapping with kente
bucket shower and I'm headed to the pub after
Check out Sur. wit all them passport stamps
I voice my opinions through this platform ramp
Yeah we still receiving all these back door grants
Smart Gang--we the new task force camp
This place ain't what you fancy
Asking where the chimpanzees
And the wildebeest stampede
Ain't no animal grand prix
They speak English and Fante
And Ewe and Twi
And it is hot as shit though
So bring all your canteens
This place ain't what you fancy
Asking where the chimpanzees
And the wildebeest stampede
Ain't no animal grand prix
They speak English and Fante
And Ewe and Twi
And it is hot as shit though
So bring all your canteens
[Verse 2]:
Me and my better half
we were both getting packed
Stuck both our necks out
More than our pet giraffes
We just want some good shit
Spread on our epitaphs
Wedding in a rock gym
Expected some belly laughs
Going through the list
Donate in lieu of gifts
We don't like accruing shit
Good people do exist
Head to Ghana, dry season fewer ticks
Just a lil light skinned boy
And his Jewish chick
Front page of the Vows, wow
Most sacred of cows now
Go paste when you browse "spouse"
We don't want blenders
And no microwaves are allowed--ciao
Now I'm jet lagged acting like an expat
Waiting on my checked bag
Wife on Zillow
And she's checking out the next flat
Momi gonna pick us up
But she's not picking up
Hoping that she texts back
Even though I found Ghana
Somewhat of a sauna
Nevada with water
I sweat through pajamas
There was a nirvana
Due to the exchange rate
Was fucking up commas
Check out Sur. wit all them passport stamps
I voice my opinions through this platform ramp
Yeah we still receiving all these back door grants
Smart Gang--we the new task force camp
At the end the convo
Always kudos and bravos
We are going to Ghana
It ain't nowhere near Congo
Honeymoon in Anamabo
Just a Jew and mulatto
Trying to raise fifty thousand
Showing too much bravado
At the end the convo
Always kudos and bravos
We are going to Ghana
It ain't nowhere near Congo
Honeymoon in Anamabo
Just a Jew and mulatto
Trying to raise fifty thousand
Now bring in the sopranos
Visa from the embassy
A little older than what Rhodesia turned into be
Zebras and offensive memes
The internet was my arena for the empathy
Nah Ghana ain't fucked up and barren
Green ass forests in bulk, they sub-Saharan
Rain season cuz of the Gulf that they're sharing
Politicians could have corruption examined
I was born kojo, m'pocho please don't infringe
On the trademark of my logo
My skin so cocoa, oburoni they call me
My legs were all jammed in the tro tro
Me dasse me dasse
And I'm on the hot seat
All the way up to Kumasi
Gofundme gofundme gofundme
Gofundme gofundme banku when I'm hungry
Jollof to waakye to kenkey
chugging Club lager get a buzz faster
Now my wardrobe I'm swapping with kente
bucket shower and I'm headed to the pub after
Check out Sur. wit all them passport stamps
I voice my opinions through this platform ramp
Yeah we still receiving all these back door grants
Smart Gang--we the new task force camp
This place ain't what you fancy
Asking where the chimpanzees
And the wildebeest stampede
Ain't no animal grand prix
They speak English and Fante
And Ewe and Twi
And it is hot as shit though
So bring all your canteens
This place ain't what you fancy
Asking where the chimpanzees
And the wildebeest stampede
Ain't no animal grand prix
They speak English and Fante
And Ewe and Twi
And it is hot as shit though
So bring all your canteens
[Verse 2]:
Me and my better half
we were both getting packed
Stuck both our necks out
More than our pet giraffes
We just want some good shit
Spread on our epitaphs
Wedding in a rock gym
Expected some belly laughs
Going through the list
Donate in lieu of gifts
We don't like accruing shit
Good people do exist
Head to Ghana, dry season fewer ticks
Just a lil light skinned boy
And his Jewish chick
Front page of the Vows, wow
Most sacred of cows now
Go paste when you browse "spouse"
We don't want blenders
And no microwaves are allowed--ciao
Now I'm jet lagged acting like an expat
Waiting on my checked bag
Wife on Zillow
And she's checking out the next flat
Momi gonna pick us up
But she's not picking up
Hoping that she texts back
Even though I found Ghana
Somewhat of a sauna
Nevada with water
I sweat through pajamas
There was a nirvana
Due to the exchange rate
Was fucking up commas
Check out Sur. wit all them passport stamps
I voice my opinions through this platform ramp
Yeah we still receiving all these back door grants
Smart Gang--we the new task force camp
At the end the convo
Always kudos and bravos
We are going to Ghana
It ain't nowhere near Congo
Honeymoon in Anamabo
Just a Jew and mulatto
Trying to raise fifty thousand
Showing too much bravado
At the end the convo
Always kudos and bravos
We are going to Ghana
It ain't nowhere near Congo
Honeymoon in Anamabo
Just a Jew and mulatto
Trying to raise fifty thousand
Now bring in the sopranos