Zigga-one, zigga-two, zigga-three, zigga-and.. Mindin my business, hangin on the Kangaroos rolled by -- but I was ? ? got my skin suit Hair braided up and my jungle brother Hopped on the vine and swung the city Today's your day, the neighborhood gypsy on jumpin to the other side of town The place I want to go to get down Jam-packed and one light Not a crumb or crack and I'm feelin
g] ? ? vibe and all go (uh-huh) Packin my gear, for the next show (yeah) Coolin on the stoop, waitin for my My man keith steps to my Chris pulls up, uncle sam to him (uh-huh) I step to the he says, "c'mon, get in!" Grandma waved as chris the gas (yeah) My hat flew off and keith laughed Afrika's with sam, holdin on to his As sam does to a new bush beat Arrive to the show no time to spare in the mirror run my hand through my hair Offered and drugs, to get me high I put my hands in my pocket and passed by
Well uhh, - I stretched out and yawned Brushed my teeth I carried on Got myself and off to work I got there early, the boss was "hey, good afrika Let me show ya the surprise I have for ya" Pulled out a and read out raise And I be cold for 60 days 60 days, in the shade And on top of that I'm stone cold Packed the of clothes and funk Jumped on the plane, now my name? Honey child, you can't me nothin Out in the for two whole months And whoo! feelin Uh-huh, alright..
{*afrika
g] Home from the show and I'm back Pulled an old school tape from out my Tall glass of aj and a soft seat As pow-wow rocks a rhyme to squire, big beat Cool c recalls of the sayin yeah As hands were thrown up in the air I've got a memory of a very fine night Can't sleep a wink cause I'm alright!
{*afrika
Feelin alright, feelin alright, yeah Feelin alright, alright.. *scat* Feelin alright, feelin alright Feelin alright, feelin *scats to near end*
Feelin alright, feelin alright, yeah Feelin alright, feelin alright, yeah yeah out*}