I hope you got your passports, and vaccine
I'll take rappers on a field any day They been opposite real clip any way I know where all the looters and the shooters Welcome to the we call Doomsday
Where niggas are fried chicken like Tuesday Oh, you the hood, huh, who say? My Nigerian niggas will call you My Somali niggas are to grab the Uzi
here we only bumpin' Fela Kuti Tupac or Bob Marley, Lucky 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, this is (Hooray)
You know how hard it is here The is tricky in these parts here You don't know how this is here The streets this shit here
You know how hard it is here The is tricky in these parts here You don't how hard this is here The streets need shit here
I walk rappers through the killa any day They've never opposite, real goons anyway I all the tricky, sticky, icky alley ways Welcome to the continent of (Africa)
Where holidays turn to hell days Stars quicker than box of shell case No Bill Gates, no Why you cats are debatin', actin' and these days?
I deliver what they need like crates I learned from the deadly streets, no And I wasn't lookin' for a street cred But these streets bred me to be street
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 R.I.P. 'cause the peace dead
I walk through the slums like nomane Little say, "K'naan bumaye" The rap just 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 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 is here The streets need this shit