I hope you got passports, and vaccine shots
take rappers on a field trip any day They never been opposite real any way I know all the looters and the shooters stay Welcome to the city we Doomsday
Where are just fried chicken like Tuesday Oh, you the hood, huh, who say? My Nigerian niggas will call you My Somali are quick to grab the Uzi
Around here we only bumpin' 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, is Africa (Hooray)
You don't know how hard it is The streets is tricky in these here You don't know how hard is here The need this shit here
You don't know how hard it is The streets is tricky in these here You know how hard this is here The streets need shit here
I walk rappers through the killa any day They've never been opposite, goons anyway I know all the tricky, sticky, alley ways Welcome to the of holidays (Africa)
Where holidays turn to hell days Stars fall quicker box of shell case No Bill Gates, no Why you cats are debatin', actin' and fakin' days?
I deliver what they need like crates I from the deadly streets, no regrets And I ever lookin' for a street cred But streets bred me to be street safe
It's no secret we know how to squeeze But the pre-set is not to have to it Used to be at now we use t-shirts And it reads R.I.P. 'cause the peace
I walk through the slums like nomane Little say, "K'naan bumaye" The rap just got itself a new day 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 it is here The is tricky in these parts here You don't know how hard is here The need this shit here
You don't know how it is here The streets is tricky in parts here You don't know how this is here The streets need shit here