I'm A African - Explicit Lyrics
| Song | I'm A African - Explicit |
| Artist | Dead Prez |
| Album | Let's Get Free |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Alford, Gavin, Mair, Williams | |
| Yo turn this mother****ing shit up! | |
| Ha, ha, ha, what | |
| *Africa's in the house* | |
| (sample from ((Jungle Brothers:Straight Out The Jungle))) | |
| Uhuru, coupe tete boule kay | |
| *Africa's in the house* | |
| Rwanda, Nigeria | |
| *Africa's in the house* | |
| My nigga D.R. | |
| *Africa's in the house, they get petrified* | |
| Nigga the red is for the blood in my arm | |
| The black is for the gun in my palm | |
| And the green is for the tram | |
| that grows natural like locks on Africans | |
| Holdin' the smoke from the herb in my abdomen | |
| Camouflage fatigues and daishikis | |
| Somewhere in between N.W.A. and P.E. | |
| I'm black like Steve Biko | |
| Raised in the ghetto by the people | |
| **** the police, you know how we do | |
| Ayo my life is like Roots, it's a true story | |
| It's too gory for them televised fables on cable | |
| I'ma a runaway slave watching the north star | |
| Shackles on my forearm, runnin' with the gun on my palm | |
| I'm an African, never was an African-American | |
| Blacker than black, I take it back to my origin | |
| Same skin hated by the klansmen | |
| Big nose and lips, big hips and butts, dancin', what | |
| I'm a African, I'm a African, uhh *louder* | |
| And I know what's happenin | |
| I'm a African, I'm a African, uhh *louder* | |
| And I know what's happenin | |
| You a African? You a African? *louder* | |
| Do you know what's happenin? | |
| I'm a African, I'm a African, uhh *louder* | |
| And I know what's happenin | |
| It's plain to see, you can't change me | |
| cuz I'm a people army for life | |
| It's plain to see, you can't change me | |
| cuz I'm a people army for life | |
| It's plain to see, you can't change me | |
| cuz I'm a people army for life | |
| It's plain to see, you can't change me | |
| cuz I'm a people army for life | |
| *louder* | |
| Where you from fool? | |
| No I wasn't born in Ghana, but Africa is my momma | |
| And I did not end up here from bad karma | |
| Or from B-Ball, selling mad crack or rappin' | |
| Peter Tosh try to tell us what happened | |
| He was sayin' if you black then you African | |
| So they had to kill him, and make him a villain, | |
| Cuz he was teachin' the children, I feel him, | |
| He was tryin' to drop us a real gem | |
| That's why we bucking holes in the ceilin' when we hearin' | |
| I'm a African, I'm a African, uhh *louder* | |
| And I know what's happenin' | |
| I'm a African, I'm a African, uhh *louder* | |
| And I know what's happenin' | |
| You a African? You a African? *louder* | |
| Do you know what's happenin'? | |
| I'm a African, I'm a African, uhh *louder* | |
| And I know what's happenin' | |
| A-F-R-I-C-A | |
| Puerto Rico, Haiti, and J.A. | |
| New York and Cali, F-L-A | |
| No it ain't 'bout where you stay, it's 'bout the motherland | |
| A-F-R-I-C-A | |
| Puerto Rico, Haiti, and J.A. | |
| New York and Cali, F-L-A | |
| No it ain't 'bout where you stay, it's 'bout the motherland | |
| It's like tank top, flip flop, knotty dread lock, | |
| **** a cop, hip hop, make your head bop | |
| Bounce to this, socialist movement | |
| My environment made me the nigga I am | |
| Uncle Sam came and got me and arrested my fam | |
| Try to infiltrate and murder off the best of my clan | |
| I'm not American, punk, Democrat, or Republican | |
| Remember that, most of the cats we know, be hustlin' | |
| My momma work, all her life and still strugglin' | |
| I blame it on the government and say it on the radio | |
| (What) and if you don't already know | |
| All these Uncle Tom ass kissin' niggas gotta go |
| zuo qu : Alford, Gavin, Mair, Williams | |
| Yo turn this mother ing shit up! | |
| Ha, ha, ha, what | |
| Africa' s in the house | |
| sample from Jungle Brothers: Straight Out The Jungle | |
| Uhuru, coupe tete boule kay | |
| Africa' s in the house | |
| Rwanda, Nigeria | |
| Africa' s in the house | |
| My nigga D. R. | |
| Africa' s in the house, they get petrified | |
| Nigga the red is for the blood in my arm | |
| The black is for the gun in my palm | |
| And the green is for the tram | |
| that grows natural like locks on Africans | |
| Holdin' the smoke from the herb in my abdomen | |
| Camouflage fatigues and daishikis | |
| Somewhere in between N. W. A. and P. E. | |
| I' m black like Steve Biko | |
| Raised in the ghetto by the people | |
| the police, you know how we do | |
| Ayo my life is like Roots, it' s a true story | |
| It' s too gory for them televised fables on cable | |
| I' ma a runaway slave watching the north star | |
| Shackles on my forearm, runnin' with the gun on my palm | |
| I' m an African, never was an AfricanAmerican | |
| Blacker than black, I take it back to my origin | |
| Same skin hated by the klansmen | |
| Big nose and lips, big hips and butts, dancin', what | |
| I' m a African, I' m a African, uhh louder | |
| And I know what' s happenin | |
| I' m a African, I' m a African, uhh louder | |
| And I know what' s happenin | |
| You a African? You a African? louder | |
| Do you know what' s happenin? | |
| I' m a African, I' m a African, uhh louder | |
| And I know what' s happenin | |
| It' s plain to see, you can' t change me | |
| cuz I' m a people army for life | |
| It' s plain to see, you can' t change me | |
| cuz I' m a people army for life | |
| It' s plain to see, you can' t change me | |
| cuz I' m a people army for life | |
| It' s plain to see, you can' t change me | |
| cuz I' m a people army for life | |
| louder | |
| Where you from fool? | |
| No I wasn' t born in Ghana, but Africa is my momma | |
| And I did not end up here from bad karma | |
| Or from BBall, selling mad crack or rappin' | |
| Peter Tosh try to tell us what happened | |
| He was sayin' if you black then you African | |
| So they had to kill him, and make him a villain, | |
| Cuz he was teachin' the children, I feel him, | |
| He was tryin' to drop us a real gem | |
| That' s why we bucking holes in the ceilin' when we hearin' | |
| I' m a African, I' m a African, uhh louder | |
| And I know what' s happenin' | |
| I' m a African, I' m a African, uhh louder | |
| And I know what' s happenin' | |
| You a African? You a African? louder | |
| Do you know what' s happenin'? | |
| I' m a African, I' m a African, uhh louder | |
| And I know what' s happenin' | |
| AFRICA | |
| Puerto Rico, Haiti, and J. A. | |
| New York and Cali, FLA | |
| No it ain' t ' bout where you stay, it' s ' bout the motherland | |
| AFRICA | |
| Puerto Rico, Haiti, and J. A. | |
| New York and Cali, FLA | |
| No it ain' t ' bout where you stay, it' s ' bout the motherland | |
| It' s like tank top, flip flop, knotty dread lock, | |
| a cop, hip hop, make your head bop | |
| Bounce to this, socialist movement | |
| My environment made me the nigga I am | |
| Uncle Sam came and got me and arrested my fam | |
| Try to infiltrate and murder off the best of my clan | |
| I' m not American, punk, Democrat, or Republican | |
| Remember that, most of the cats we know, be hustlin' | |
| My momma work, all her life and still strugglin' | |
| I blame it on the government and say it on the radio | |
| What and if you don' t already know | |
| All these Uncle Tom ass kissin' niggas gotta go |
| zuò qǔ : Alford, Gavin, Mair, Williams | |
| Yo turn this mother ing shit up! | |
| Ha, ha, ha, what | |
| Africa' s in the house | |
| sample from Jungle Brothers: Straight Out The Jungle | |
| Uhuru, coupe tete boule kay | |
| Africa' s in the house | |
| Rwanda, Nigeria | |
| Africa' s in the house | |
| My nigga D. R. | |
| Africa' s in the house, they get petrified | |
| Nigga the red is for the blood in my arm | |
| The black is for the gun in my palm | |
| And the green is for the tram | |
| that grows natural like locks on Africans | |
| Holdin' the smoke from the herb in my abdomen | |
| Camouflage fatigues and daishikis | |
| Somewhere in between N. W. A. and P. E. | |
| I' m black like Steve Biko | |
| Raised in the ghetto by the people | |
| the police, you know how we do | |
| Ayo my life is like Roots, it' s a true story | |
| It' s too gory for them televised fables on cable | |
| I' ma a runaway slave watching the north star | |
| Shackles on my forearm, runnin' with the gun on my palm | |
| I' m an African, never was an AfricanAmerican | |
| Blacker than black, I take it back to my origin | |
| Same skin hated by the klansmen | |
| Big nose and lips, big hips and butts, dancin', what | |
| I' m a African, I' m a African, uhh louder | |
| And I know what' s happenin | |
| I' m a African, I' m a African, uhh louder | |
| And I know what' s happenin | |
| You a African? You a African? louder | |
| Do you know what' s happenin? | |
| I' m a African, I' m a African, uhh louder | |
| And I know what' s happenin | |
| It' s plain to see, you can' t change me | |
| cuz I' m a people army for life | |
| It' s plain to see, you can' t change me | |
| cuz I' m a people army for life | |
| It' s plain to see, you can' t change me | |
| cuz I' m a people army for life | |
| It' s plain to see, you can' t change me | |
| cuz I' m a people army for life | |
| louder | |
| Where you from fool? | |
| No I wasn' t born in Ghana, but Africa is my momma | |
| And I did not end up here from bad karma | |
| Or from BBall, selling mad crack or rappin' | |
| Peter Tosh try to tell us what happened | |
| He was sayin' if you black then you African | |
| So they had to kill him, and make him a villain, | |
| Cuz he was teachin' the children, I feel him, | |
| He was tryin' to drop us a real gem | |
| That' s why we bucking holes in the ceilin' when we hearin' | |
| I' m a African, I' m a African, uhh louder | |
| And I know what' s happenin' | |
| I' m a African, I' m a African, uhh louder | |
| And I know what' s happenin' | |
| You a African? You a African? louder | |
| Do you know what' s happenin'? | |
| I' m a African, I' m a African, uhh louder | |
| And I know what' s happenin' | |
| AFRICA | |
| Puerto Rico, Haiti, and J. A. | |
| New York and Cali, FLA | |
| No it ain' t ' bout where you stay, it' s ' bout the motherland | |
| AFRICA | |
| Puerto Rico, Haiti, and J. A. | |
| New York and Cali, FLA | |
| No it ain' t ' bout where you stay, it' s ' bout the motherland | |
| It' s like tank top, flip flop, knotty dread lock, | |
| a cop, hip hop, make your head bop | |
| Bounce to this, socialist movement | |
| My environment made me the nigga I am | |
| Uncle Sam came and got me and arrested my fam | |
| Try to infiltrate and murder off the best of my clan | |
| I' m not American, punk, Democrat, or Republican | |
| Remember that, most of the cats we know, be hustlin' | |
| My momma work, all her life and still strugglin' | |
| I blame it on the government and say it on the radio | |
| What and if you don' t already know | |
| All these Uncle Tom ass kissin' niggas gotta go |
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