January 9th Lyrics by Black Sherif
Ghanaian Afrobeats singer-songwriter and performer, Black Sherif, introduces a song titled “January 9th.
On this day January 9th 2002, Black Sherif was born, he released this song to mark his 22 years birthday.
Check out the Song below in case you haven’t downloaded it yet and sing along with the Lyrics.
Listen below:-
DOWNLOAD MP3 [3.57 MB]
Black Sherif – January 9th Lyrics
Yaya KK
(Joker)
Yaya (Yaya)
Yaya (Yaya)
Yaya (Yaya)
Yaya (Yaya)
Yaya KK
It’s not my time to leave, but they want me to die
They don’t want me alive, yeah, they want me to go
Trying to survive through the evil eyes
They don’t wanna leave me alone
Tryna get me to believe I don’t deserve my life
I used to be shocked but these days I don’t
It’s been a couple years so I don’t be surprised
I’m not a baby anymore
Whole lotta superstitions about the guy
Said I’m working with the devil and I’ve been doing a whole
Whole lotta sacrifices and tings at my shows
But I say nada ’cause heaven knows
Yɛse easy on the zaza
We need you alive
And keep it going yaya, we praying for you
You a superstar now don’t be on the road
Nanso menam ha
Do my best and I’m gone
January 9, 2002
They born a likkle man with too much on my shoulders
I’m not complaining there’s a lot on my shoulders
I dey tell you I’m alright
January 9, 2002
They born a likkle man with too much on my shoulders
I’m not complaining there’s a lot on my shoulders
I dey tell you I’m alright
Everything is under control, oh
I tell you, “I’m alright”
If I tell you I’m alright
You should know that I’m alright
Everything is under control, oh
I tell you, “I’m alright”
If I tell you I’m alright
You should know that I’m alright
La-la, la-la, la-la-la, la
La-la, la-la, la-la-la, la
La-la, la-la, la-la-la, laaa
La-la, la-la, la-la-la, la
La-la, la-la, la-la-la, laaa
Singing don’t worry, about KK
‘Cause I be on my 10 toes
Cyant ever complain
Mese don’t worry, about KK
Kwaku eh me gyina me nan so oo
Na mesi magede mu
Heaven knows I try and I’ve been doing just fine
Pain in my heart but I’m doing just fine
And yeah I stay trying
Oh boy I stay wilding
Until my last breath, gyina menan so eh
Soles of my feet on the floor till e no fit function
January 9, 2002
They born a likkle man with too much on my shoulders
I’m not complaining there’s a lot on my shoulders
I dey tell you I’m alright
January 9, 2002
They born a likkle man with too much on my shoulders
I’m not complaining there’s a lot on my shoulders
I dey tell you I’m alright
Everything is under control
I tell you, “I’m alright”
If I tell you I’m alright
You should know that I’m alright
Everything is under control
I tell you, “I’m alright”
If I tell you I’m alright
You should know that I’m alright
Everything, yeah
Everything, yeah
Yeah
Be the first to comment