Omega

I said I'm gonna make it

It doesn’t matter if it’s gonna give me headache

We be breaking up with burden

Anything you do make sure your target is heaven

I already told I don't really do much

But the little I do is really worth it

So before you plan to move away from Boakye music just remember I said this

Who's the demi god here?

Nobody else but me

Ntɔtɔfefe no pɛsɛ ɔmo claimi guy ne gangster pɛ a na ɔmo a starti num wee like

The pressure taking the boys is really bad

The state of the economy at the moment is really hard

No mercy for the cripple they see we to be small

But I promise we will come in very large

It’s a whole lot of shit

Ya to yɛnbo na yɛ hyehye yɛ destiny like bricks

I've said this once and I'm not repeating myself again

I'm the best, nkoso rappers crab a chair and sit

You can never be me

You can never beat me

You can never breach me

You will always feel me

I'm done showing love

'Cause anytime I do instead of them to appreciate that rather use me

The king has arrived

This is up for no debate

This is a one man rule

So there's no space for any other candidate

He is the greatest of the greats

So great that every adjective we use seems to underrate, his superiority

His kingship is legitimate

No room for coup d'etat

The brightest star among these many stars

Come for a battle and you will surely leave with a scar

The tale of Mufasa retold without scar

The rap Pharoah

Compared to him all of you be subs you be zero

He brings heat hotter than lava from a volcano

A human tornado

People, hail the Hero!

This one ajust dey take play

Addressing one or two issues just to me hay

Woyɛ straight but woyɛ wadwene sɛ wo ne me bɛ tentam dea mobowo ama wadane gay

Ibi only two guys I know for the game inside Boakye and Boakye and that's me, it's a fact

None of you is better than me

Nti mo ntomobo fa menfa mo brodo mu tesɛ margarine

I know a couple **** wey dey show me fake smile

Mortal Kombat mekyi wu a mebu wo hands down

I can't be psychoanalyzed by your shit

In few years time I'll be worth a milli pound

Book me now damn

You feel the sound?

This life we dey live be like merry go round

That be why adey show respect to every single soul

Whether your age, you have or whether you dey down damn

King of the jungle

Y'all keep setting obstacles

Forgetting he's the Tarzan of this jungle

You're not to be blamed for this greatness is a lot for mere people to handle

Too much fire in his lyrics if you get close you gon melt like a candle

So anytime you mention the name

You gotta put some respect on the name

We are talking about the Messiah of this rap game

His sermons fall on fertile grounds

Whilst that of others are caught by thorns

Before he started to walk, his path had already been drawn

Before he started the race, he had already won

No stopping, ten toes down

Even when he has lost his toes

He will crawl for the crown

Very soon he's gon shutdown

And all who never believed gon look like clowns

All who have been hating as usual will wear a frown

Cos these streets are going to be jamming with Boakye's sounds