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