Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Strange Universe in Africa, artist - Strange U.
Date of issue: 28.09.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Strange Universe in Africa |
Doctor. |
For an African you are looking very white |
You see my foe on the operating table, everyday |
Every time there is a change of power in Africa |
A few heads must roll |
But why? |
Hahaha, you will not understand that |
The thing is, they do it all the time |
Also, sometimes, I let the desperates about their iff ways |
Yo, Strange Universe in Africa |
The ambassador, the anthrax in Addis Ababa |
Greeted by flashing cameras |
Politician and talking drums |
Dirty cops walking with guns -wow!- |
It’s all good, the convoy is waiting |
The Sheraton hotel, the swell destination |
Keep the feet up |
The vanguard loose to reel up in the city for real |
Fools better be getting keys cut |
Poolside in the sweltering heat |
Got the king-size canopy, sheltering the jeep |
Dr. Z, I see you’re busy with the parkour |
Catch you later on, I have some business in Port Harcourt |
Live in a three piece by the river |
Balling like Obama on tour with Ginger Baker |
Bout to vacate the plane when it landed |
I went to a village to make it rain |
Sat inside the Benz with the diplomat plates |
Sipping Dom P, eating crab cakes |
Why the sad face, we’re going international |
Haters wanna diss, but the flows are incompatible |
Now the coulda, shoulda, woulda |
E.T's gotten broke spending money in the butcher -for real- |
Stay up without the balancing beam |
Like Akeem Joffer: «The royal phallus is clean» |
I’m goin' (goin') back (back) |
To the Motherland (to the Motherland) |
Yo, living maximum’s the axiom |
For Atlantean pan-African adamantium |
Don’t be mad at him for brandishing his talons |
To grip the Sazerac and leave him hanging in the balance |
Quinjet flight to Mombasa |
Eating at the Blue Nile Ethiopian restaurant |
-about to order me some good food- |
Trying to find Wakanda, trying to find the Black Panther, king T’Challa! |
Devil politician kills the rebel opposition |
The rebel opposition kills the devil politician |
Both diabolically corrupted |
They want the devil’s seed to be the nigga not to fuck with |
Irrelevant, riding upon an elephant |
Then in a helicopter over the Cape Peninsula |
Police commisioner downtown in Tangier |
Catching a camel ride on the beach with Pam Grier -yeah!- |
Making moves the African and the Arab rule |
All across the continent, cuff talling the scarab |
Zanzibar luxurious private islands |
All up in the crosshairs of furious nine-to-fivers |
Spend the Sterling by the thousand |
ET’s going hiking in the Drakensberg mountains |
A beautiful place despite all the challenges |
Pretty good for uncivilized savages |
I’m goin' (goin') back (back) |
To the Motherland (to the Motherland) |
Muhammed you can have that shop there |
And Abdul since you like food so much, you can have that grocery there and eat |
everything! |
Thank you General! |
I think I’ll give this one to my wife, she likes textile, hahahah |