I hope you got your passports, and vaccine
I'll take rappers on a trip any day They never been opposite real any way I know where all the looters and the stay Welcome to the we call Doomsday
Where niggas are just chicken like Tuesday Oh, you the hood, huh, who say? My Nigerian niggas will you pussy My Somali niggas are to grab the Uzi
Around we only bumpin' Fela Kuti or Bob Marley, Lucky Dube So we don't really a fuck about your groupies is Africa, hooray
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 is tricky in these parts here You don't know how hard this is The streets need this here
You don't know how hard it is The streets is tricky in these here You know how hard this is here The streets need shit here
I walk rappers through the woods any day never been opposite, real goons anyway I all the tricky, sticky, icky alley ways to the continent of holidays (Africa)
Where quickly turn to hell days Stars fall quicker than box of shell No Bill Gates, no Why you cats are debatin', actin' and fakin' days?
I deliver what need like milk crates I from the deadly streets, no regrets And I wasn't ever lookin' for a street 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 game just got 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 these parts You don't know how hard this is The streets need shit here
You don't know how hard it is The streets is tricky in these parts You don't how hard this is here The streets need shit here