I you got your passports, and vaccine shots
I'll take on a field trip any day They never been opposite real any way I know where all the looters and the shooters Welcome to the city we Doomsday
Where niggas are just fried chicken like Oh, you the hood, huh, who say? My Nigerian niggas will you pussy My Somali niggas are to grab the Uzi
Around here we only Fela Kuti or Bob Marley, Lucky Dube So we really give a fuck about your groupies 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 is tricky 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 tricky in these parts You don't know how this is here The need this shit here
I walk rappers through the woods any day They've never been opposite, goons anyway I know all the tricky, sticky, alley ways Welcome to the of holidays (Africa)
Where quickly turn to hell days Stars fall quicker box of shell case No Gates, no PC's Why you cats are debatin', actin' and fakin' these
I deliver what need like milk crates I learned from the deadly streets, no And I wasn't ever for a street cred But these bred me to be street safe
It's no secret we how to squeeze lead But the pre-set is not to have to it Used to be at peace now we use And it reads R.I.P. 'cause the dead
When I walk through the slums like children say, "K'naan bumaye" The rap just got itself a new day 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 is tricky in these parts here You don't know how hard this is The streets need this here
You don't know how hard it is The streets is tricky in parts here You don't how hard this is here The streets need shit here