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where everybody is victim
Nobody wants to listen so I speak my soul
Reaching a hole Africa we out of control
Child soldier at the age of five
Happy
Dunno 'bout you
Feel like I'm living in a zoo
I don't go out anymore
I just sit by my TV
With my poodle Evie, yeah
And we bolt up our door
Well,
We're like a tree planted by the river side
We bring good fruits all season
Dem are come, Dem are pluck it, Dem are eat it all
And little is left for
transplanted to low life
Neighbors no want pay
But they want all we got
Your land or your lives
So them come with their tricks
Disguise force, organised lies
strong
Trod Along
Now is the time to go
Find your love Africa's creation
Now is the time to go
We won't be slave by no other nation
The people
Ehh
It is Dollar Grill
Let go
Ha haa
It is ice on the beat
Abeku beku
People of Ikwerre
Me and Chief Priest have arrived
Ehh
People of Africa
So, na
We just stay in bed all day
Daddy got game, daddy brought it
From Africa to LA
I could be your daddy
Make everything okay
Shut the fuck up, be
to sing us a song can bring us a song
And sing it if he wants to
Maybe we could hear the voices of China
Sharing a harmony with Carolina
Africa could take
but peacefully cause we think that peace is only got
by peaceful methods and that to fight the establishment
with their own weapons is no good,
because
falling
Children of Zion answering
Haile Selassie I the one commanding
We remember who we are when we let go of who it is we were taught to be
By those who
go smoke this joint
If you want me to be completely
Honest with you" And he's
Like, "I'm coming with you" And apparently
We're still riding that same
hold in the 1950’s when we were already entranced by baseball, bikinis and the boob tube. We invented manned flight, atom bombs, and duct tape before we
you want to hold on but you gotta let go
And I live by those words 'cause Grandpa told me so
I promised him I wouldn't cry when it was his time
fussin' and typin', niggas don't want no drama
We kidnap', your grandma since you wanna argue
Got the beam on the Canik , gon' lock out your motha
You know
what to do
I do what I want, I go where I want, 'cause Jah will see me through
Attitude, 'cause I don't want to take you for a fool
Them do this, them
about when You sing chords
I just wanna go, Rand, seriously
I don't wanna be caught up in Your Music
I don't want to be identified by You
I don't want
you dey go alone
I say shut up there, come down, oya bring your phone
Officer search him, if he tries to talk, I want you to slap him
By their fruits
SUCKA
You beat down my father and you raped my mother Africa
And now you want to laugh at her
I feel like pickin up a razor, and slashin ya
Snatch
Chorus
Africa Unite
You have got strength in you
You gon make it
We gon make it
We all make it
We go make it
X2
Verse 1
Take me back to history
I want
And ate by Mr haley litter Life is the gang
It's that shit that we bang
Let's play an Odd game, it's called "Bitch
You Better Run" (Awoo)
When those Odd
the courthouse, before the poorhouse
After the War in Iraq now
How do we sort all your crap out
How are you suppose to adapt now
Lost my boy Thompson in Jaxtown
doin' it like a G.O.
(Go, go, go, go, go)
(Let's make 'em an offer they can't refuse)
(Go, go, go, go, go)
(You want to go to war? We'll take you
as the Fonz, and deadly as Charles Bronson
I'm Gonzo, you can call me Travie S. Thompson
Go ahead, and you can choose a similar path
But don't cast yourself up
to this vision
We the sons with the mission
Africa must learn its lesson
You for know it's all gone
And by gones be by gones
And nothing you can do
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