I hope you got passports, and vaccine shots
I'll take rappers on a field any day They never opposite real clip any way I know where all the and the shooters stay to the city we call Doomsday
Where are just fried chicken like Tuesday Oh, you the hood, huh, who say? My Nigerian niggas will call you My niggas are quick to grab the Uzi
Around here we only Fela Kuti Tupac or Bob Marley, Dube So we don't really give a fuck about your is Africa, hooray
T.I.A. (Hooray) T.I.A. (Hooray)
T.I.A. (Hooray) It means, this is (Hooray)
You don't how hard it is here The streets is in these parts here You don't know how hard this is The streets need this here
You don't how hard it is here The streets is tricky in these parts You don't know how hard this is The streets this shit here
I rappers through the killa woods any day They've never been opposite, real anyway I know all the tricky, sticky, icky ways Welcome to the of holidays (Africa)
holidays quickly turn to hell days Stars fall quicker than box of shell No Gates, no PC's Why you cats are debatin', actin' and fakin' days?
I deliver they need like milk crates I learned the deadly streets, no regrets And I wasn't ever for a street cred But these streets me to be street safe
It's no we know how to squeeze lead But the is not to have to squeeze it Used to be at peace now we use And it reads R.I.P. the peace dead
When I through the slums like nomane Little say, "K'naan bumaye" The rap game just got a new day This is Africa,
T.I.A. (Hooray) T.I.A. (Hooray)
T.I.A. (Hooray) It means, this is (Hooray)
You don't know how hard it is The streets is in these parts here You don't know how hard this is The need this shit here
You don't know how it is here The streets is in these parts here You don't how hard this is here The streets this shit here