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Bắt đầu làm bài nào

Yo turn motherfucking shit up!
Ha ha ha
Uhuru, coupe boule kay
Rwanda, Nigeria, Africa's in the
My D.R.

Nigga the red is for the in my arm
The black is for the gun in my
And the is for the tram that grows natural
locks on Africans
Holdin the smoke the herb in my abdomen
Camouflage fatigues, and
Somewhere in N.W.A. and P.E.
I'm black Steve Biko
Raised in the ghetto by the
the police you know how we do

Ayo my life is like Roots a true story
It's too gory for them televised fables on
I'ma a runaway slave the north star
Shackles on my forearm , runnin with the gun on my
I'm an , never was an African-American
Blacker than black I take it back to my
Same hated by the klansmen
Big nose and lips, big and butts, dancin, what

I'm a
I'm a African, uhh
And I know happenin
I'm a
I'm a African, uhh
And I know what's
You a
You a African?,
Do you know happenin?
I'm a
I'm a African, uhh
And I know happenin

It's plain to see, you can't me
'cause I'm a people army for

Where you from

No I wasn't in Ghana, but Africa is my momma
And I did not end up from bad karma
Or from be -Ball, mad crack or rappin
Peter Tosh try to tell us happened
He was if you black then you African
So had to kill him, and make him a villain
'cause he was teachin the
I feel him, he was tryin to drop us a gem
That's why we bucking holes in the ceilin when we

I'm a
I'm a African, uhh
And I know what's
I'm a
I'm a African, uhh
And I what's happenin
You a
You a African?,
Do you what's happenin?
I'm a
I'm a African, uhh
And I know what's

A-F-are-I-see-A, Rico, Haiti, and J.A.
New York and Cali,
No it ain't where you stay, it's bout the motherland

A-F-are-I-see-A, Rico, Haiti, and J.A.
New and Cali, F-L-A
No it ain't where you stay, it's bout the motherland

like tank top, flip flop
Knotty lock, fuck a cop, hip hop
Make head bop
Bounce to this, socialist
My environment me the nigga I am
Uncle Sam came and got me and my fam
Try to and murder off the best of my clan
I'm not American, punk, Democrat, or
Remember that, of the cats we know, be hustlin
My momma work, all her and still strugglin
I blame it on the government and say it on the
(What) and if you don't already
All these Tom ass kissin niggas got to go