Zigga-one, zigga-two, zigga-three, zigga-and.. Mindin my business, hangin on the Kangaroos by -- but I was clean ? ? got my skin suit Hair braided up and my jungle brother Hopped on the vine and swung the city your day, said the neighborhood gypsy Kept on jumpin to the other side of The where I want to go to get down and one green light Not a or crack and I'm feelin alright
g] ? ? and all systems go (uh-huh) Packin my gear, headin for the next (yeah) on the stoop, waitin for my ride My man keith steps to my Chris 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 with sam, holdin on to his As sam does ninety to a new bush Arrive to the show with no time to Check in the mirror run my hand through my drinks and drugs, to get me high I put my hands in my and passed them by
Well uhh, ahh-ooooh - I out and yawned my teeth then I carried on Got dressed and off to work I got early, the boss was happy "hey, mornin afrika Let me show ya the surprise that I for ya" Pulled out a check and out raise And I be cold vacationed for 60 60 days, in the shade And on top of that I'm cold paid Packed the trunk of and funk Jumped on the plane, now my name? Honey child, you can't tell me Out in the motherland for two months And whoo! alright Uh-huh, alright..
{*afrika
g] Home the show and I'm layin back an old school tape from out my rack Tall glass of aj and a real soft As rocks a rhyme to billy squire, big beat c recalls of the crowd sayin yeah As many hands thrown up in the air I've got a fine memory of a very fine sleep a wink cause I'm feelin alright!
{*afrika
Feelin alright, feelin alright, yeah alright, feelin alright.. *scat* Feelin alright, feelin *scat* Feelin alright, feelin alright *scats to near
alright, feelin alright, yeah yeah Feelin alright, alright, yeah yeah {*fades out*}