I hope you got your passports, and vaccine
I'll rappers on a field trip any day They never been real clip any way I where all the looters and the shooters stay to the city we call Doomsday
Where are just fried chicken like Tuesday Oh, you from the hood, huh, who My Nigerian will call you pussy My Somali niggas are quick to the Uzi
here we only bumpin' Fela Kuti Tupac or Bob Marley, Dube So we don't really give a 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 it is here The streets is in these parts here You don't know how this is here The need this shit here
You don't know how hard it is The is tricky in these parts here You don't how hard this is here The streets need shit here
I rappers through the killa woods any day never been opposite, real goons anyway I know all the tricky, sticky, icky alley Welcome to the of holidays (Africa)
Where holidays turn to hell days Stars fall quicker than box of case No Bill Gates, no Why you are debatin', actin' and fakin' these days?
I what they need like milk crates I learned the deadly streets, no regrets And I wasn't ever for a street cred But these streets bred me to be safe
It's no secret we know how to 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 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 how hard it is here The streets is tricky in these parts You know how hard this is here The streets need this shit
You don't how hard it is here The streets is tricky in parts here You don't know how hard this is The streets need this shit