| I take rappers on a field trip any day
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| They never been opposite real clip anyway
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| I know where all the looters and the shooters stay
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| Welcome to the city we call Doomsday
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| When niggas is just fried chicken like Tuesday
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| Oh you from the hood huh, who say
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| My Nigerian niggas would call you Pussy
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| My Somali niggas are quick to grab the uzi
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| Around here we only bumpin' Fela Kuti
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| 2Pac, or Bob Marley, Lucky Dube
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| So we don’t really give a fuck about your groupies
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| This Is Africa, hooray
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| T.I.A, hooray
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| T.I.A, hooray
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| T.I.A, hooray
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| It means, This Is Africa, hooray
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| You don’t know how hard it is here
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| The streets is tricky in these parts here
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| You don’t know how hard this is here
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| The streets need this shit here
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| I walk rappers through the Killa hoods any day
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| They never been opposite real goons anyway
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| I know all the tricky sticky icky alley ways
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| Welcome to the continent of holidays, Africa
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| Where holidays quickly turn to hell days
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| Stars fall quicker than box of shell case
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| No Bill Gates, No PCs
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| Why you cats debating, acting and faking these days
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| I deliver what they need like milk crates
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| I learned from the deadly streets no regrets
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| And I wasn’t ever looking for street cred
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| But these streets bred me to be street safe
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| It’s no secret we know how to squeeze lead
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| But the Pre-set is not to have to squeeze it
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| Used to be at peace but now we using t-shirts
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| And it reads RIP cause the peace dead
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| When I walk through the slums like Nomane
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| Little children say K’naan Bomaye
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| The rap game just got itself a new day
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| This is Africa, hooray
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| T.I.A, hooray
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| T.I.A, hooray
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| T.I.A, hooray
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| It means, This Is Africa |