I hope you got passports, and vaccine shots
I'll take rappers on a field any day They never been opposite real any way I know where all the looters and the stay Welcome to the city we Doomsday
Where niggas are just fried chicken Tuesday Oh, you the hood, huh, who say? My Nigerian will call you pussy My Somali niggas are quick to the Uzi
Around here we bumpin' Fela Kuti Tupac or Bob Marley, Dube So we really give a fuck about your groupies This is Africa,
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 in these parts here You know how hard this is here The need this shit here
You don't know how hard it is The streets is tricky in parts here You don't know how this is here The streets this shit here
I walk rappers through the killa any day never been opposite, real goons anyway I know all the tricky, sticky, icky ways to the continent of holidays (Africa)
Where holidays turn to hell days Stars fall quicker than box of shell No Bill Gates, no Why you cats are debatin', and fakin' these 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 safe
It's no we know how to squeeze lead But the pre-set is not to have to it Used to be at now we use t-shirts And it R.I.P. 'cause the peace dead
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 know how hard it is The streets is tricky in parts here You don't know how hard is here The streets need shit here
You know how hard it is here The streets is tricky in parts here You don't know how hard this is The streets need shit here