I hope you got your passports, and vaccine
I'll take rappers on a field any day They never been real clip any way I know all the looters and the shooters stay Welcome to the city we call
Where niggas are fried chicken like Tuesday Oh, you from the hood, huh, who My Nigerian will call you pussy My niggas are quick to grab the Uzi
Around here we only Fela Kuti or Bob Marley, Lucky Dube So we really give a fuck about your groupies is Africa, hooray
T.I.A. (Hooray) T.I.A. (Hooray)
T.I.A. (Hooray) It means, this is (Hooray)
You know how hard it is here The is tricky in these parts here You don't know how this is here The streets this shit here
You know how hard it is here The streets is tricky in these here You know how hard this is here The streets need this here
I walk rappers through the killa any day They've been opposite, real goons anyway I know all the tricky, sticky, icky ways Welcome to the continent of (Africa)
Where holidays turn to hell days Stars fall than box of shell case No Bill Gates, no Why you cats are debatin', actin' and fakin' days?
I deliver what need like milk crates I learned from the deadly streets, no And I ever lookin' for a street cred But these streets bred me to be street
no secret we know how to squeeze lead But the pre-set is not to to squeeze it Used to be at peace now we use And it reads R.I.P. 'cause the peace
When I walk through the slums nomane Little 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, is Africa (Hooray)
You know how hard it is here The streets is tricky in these parts You don't know how hard this is The streets need shit here
You don't know how hard it is The streets is tricky in these parts You don't know how hard this is The streets need shit here