Zigga-one, zigga-two, zigga-three, zigga-and.. Mindin my business, hangin on the Kangaroos by -- but I was clean ? ? got my tiger suit Hair braided up and my jungle boots Hopped on the vine and through the city your day, said the neighborhood gypsy Kept on to the other side of town The where I want to go to get down Jam-packed and one green Not a or crack and I'm feelin alright
g] ? ? vibe and all go (uh-huh) Packin my gear, headin for the next (yeah) Coolin on the stoop, for my ride My man steps to my side pulls up, uncle sam next 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 just laughed Afrika's sam, holdin on to his seat As sam does ninety to a new bush Arrive to the show with no time to Check in the run my hand through my hair Offered drinks and drugs, to get me I put my in my pocket and passed them by
Well uhh, ahh-ooooh - I stretched out and Brushed my then I carried on Got dressed and off to work I got there early, the boss was "hey, good afrika Let me show ya the that I have for ya" out a check and read out raise And I be vacationed for 60 days 60 days, in the shade And on top of I'm stone cold paid Packed the trunk of clothes and Jumped on the plane, now what's my child, you can't tell me nothin Out in the for two whole months And whoo! feelin Uh-huh, alright..
{*afrika
g] Home the show and I'm layin back Pulled an old school from out my rack Tall glass of aj and a real soft As pow-wow rocks a rhyme to squire, big beat Cool c of the crowd 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, feelin alright.. Feelin alright, feelin *scat* Feelin alright, feelin alright to near end*
Feelin alright, feelin alright, yeah Feelin alright, alright, yeah yeah {*fades out*}