I you got your passports, and vaccine shots
I'll take rappers on a field any day never been opposite real clip any way I where all the looters and the shooters stay Welcome to the city we Doomsday
Where are just fried chicken like Tuesday Oh, you from the hood, huh, who My Nigerian niggas will you pussy My Somali niggas are to grab the Uzi
Around we only bumpin' Fela Kuti Tupac or Bob Marley, Dube So we don't really give a fuck 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 hard is here The streets need this shit
You don't know how hard it is The streets is tricky in these parts You don't know how this is here The streets need this here
I walk rappers through the woods any day They've never opposite, real goons anyway I know all the tricky, sticky, icky alley to the continent of holidays (Africa)
Where quickly turn to hell days Stars fall quicker than box of shell No Gates, no PC's Why you cats are debatin', actin' and these days?
I deliver they need like milk crates I from the deadly streets, no regrets And I wasn't ever lookin' for a cred But these streets bred me to be safe
It's no we know how to squeeze lead But the is not to have to squeeze it to be at peace now we use t-shirts And it reads R.I.P. 'cause the dead
When I through the slums like nomane Little say, "K'naan bumaye" The rap game got itself 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 is tricky in these parts here You know how hard this is here The streets this shit here
You don't know how hard it is The streets is in these parts here You know how hard this is here The streets this shit here