I hope you got passports, and vaccine shots
I'll take rappers on a trip any day They never been opposite real any way I where all the looters and the shooters stay Welcome to the city we Doomsday
Where niggas are just fried chicken 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 Tupac or Bob Marley, Lucky So we don't really give a about your groupies This is Africa,
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 tricky in parts here You know how hard this is here The need 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 shit here
I walk rappers through the killa any day They've never been opposite, goons anyway I know all the tricky, sticky, icky ways Welcome to the of holidays (Africa)
Where holidays quickly to hell days Stars fall quicker than box of shell No Gates, no PC's Why you are debatin', actin' and fakin' these days?
I deliver they need like milk crates I learned from the 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
When I walk through the slums like children say, "K'naan bumaye" The rap game 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 don't know how it is here The streets is in these parts here You don't know how hard is here The streets need this shit
You don't know how it is here The streets is tricky in these parts You know how hard this is here The streets need shit here