Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song African Student Movement, artist - Saul Williams.
Date of issue: 20.09.2004
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
African Student Movement |
Freedom, ignorance, jealousy, belligerence, anger, self-control, tolerance,\nto and fro, wisdom, ecstacy, addiction, dependency, discipline, counter act,\npray for peace, then attack. Dominance. Contradict. Upper class derelict.\nDowngrade. Downsize. Upstate. Uprise.\nNow tell me, where my niggas at? Now tell me, where my niggas at?\nNow tell me, where my niggas at? Now tell me where my nigga at?\nDowntown. On the block. At the club. Steaming hot. Dancing. Talking shit.\nTelling lies. Like a pimp. Meanwhile, underpaid. Read like, second grade.\nUncle Sam, sign you up. Benefits. And a gun.\nNow tell me, where my niggas at? Now tell me, where my niggas at?\nNow tell me, where my niggas at? Now tell me where my nigga at?\nAfrican People. African people. African People. African People.\nShotgun. Shotgun. Shotgun. Shotgun.\nRise up. Over-stand. Stand your ground. Own your land. Serve all. Love all.\nNever sleep. Never fall. Meditate. Eat right. Pray first. Then fight.\nBut for truth. Not for fame. Not for glory. Or the game.\nNow tell me, where my niggas at? Now tell me, where my niggas at?\nNow tell me, where my niggas at? Now tell me where my nigga at?\nAfrican People. African people. African People. African People.\nShotgun. Shotgun. Shotgun. Shotgun.\nLiberia. Iraq. Dark brown. Light black. South Africa. Mozambique. Mud hut.\nConcrete. AIDS ridden. Heart disease. Strange fruit. Southern trees.\nSierre Leone. Diamond mines. Cameroon. Pipe lines. Port au Prince. Salvadore.\nCivil right. Civil war. Zimbabwe. Trenchtown. Money makin'. Queens bound. BX.\nShaolin. Uptown. Brooklyn. Upstate. Newburgh. Unseen. Unheard.\nNow tell me, where my niggas at? Now tell me, where my niggas at?\nNow tell me, where my niggas at? Now tell me where my nigga at?\nAfrican People. African people. African People. African People.\nShotgun. Shotgun. Shotgun. Shotgun. |