The African Way - K'NAAN

I take it home

I take from the jewels and foam

Don’t think about it

Just take it from my roofless dome

I am sick about it

I feel like I am surviving alone

I got a record and I am not afraid of cops at all

I am like a Ja-Rule poster, cuz I am off the wall

Yo, basically the revolution is here

K’Naan and Mwafrika, there’s no solution in fear

Yup, I’m taking it back like clothes that don’t fit

That you purchased in a hurry, when home and oh shit

I’m so sick my rhyme book throws a fit

I need a vaccination just so I can spit my own shit

Pardon me, while I release these rhymes out of me

I am so ridiculous, I got a compulsive disorder

I am sorta a reporter strapped to a little recorder

The warder having a order not to let me in, in order

For me not to cause a slaughter

Lyrically, I flow on water

I oughta take it easy on these suckers

Harass more niggas then a sleazy undercover

But seriously, I remember when I was 7

When rap came mysteriously and made me feel 11

It understood me, and made my ghetto heaven

I understood it as the new poor people’s weapon

But now it’s half-assed like a chick with one butt cheek

Dusty foot philosopher came to change things, trust me

From Ethiopia, Tanzania, Somalia

Heathrow airport and customs at Laguardia

Uganda, Kenya, my people up in Ghana

Kingston, Jamaica, big up, because you know it’s time for, the African way

It’s the African way

What more can I say

It’s the African way

What more can I say

Live from Revolution radio, welcome East Africa’s illest Mwafrika

Na watu wameng’ara ma mini na nini

Kushinda wakizifuruta chini na chini

Utashindwa maana yao kuzivaa ni nini

Vumbi wakati wa jua matope wakati wa mvua

Potholes huwa ni lazima kawaida kwa njia

Nairobi city mji wa Mathree fiti fiti

Boardi zimejazwa graffiti

Ndani speaker biggi biggie za kulipua hiyo muziki

Na AK47 ndio utacheki kwa mikono ya polisi

Wala kutafoutisha na wezi si kitu rahisi

Wote wanataka pesa yako

Na ukikataa wataichukua toka kwa mfuko wako

Bling bling nazo huwanga kwa mashing za ma MC

Na hata nazo kushine kwa MIC bado hawawezi

Na ikiwa sauti yangu yangu ikiwa unlimited kwa vichwa zao empty

Nikiwaambia hata waking’ara NiKE kwa usahihishi wa lyriksi hawataona hiyo tiki

Mwafrika na K’naan

Canada to Kenya

Hatubabaiki

Cause we doin' it like

Mwafrika na K’Naan

Canada to Kenya

I got a plan to reclaim all of my fam

I got brothers in Japan now that order my jam

I got rocket-propelleds spit mortars and damn

I heard hip hop started with slaughter they scared

A lot of people is ignorant and don’t understand

They separated and they celebrate it part of the plan

I got my people considerly that in just cerebral, I’m evil

I break a needle in pieces and eat them like reeses

Y’all are just cheesing

Y’all are hate

Y’all are just teasing

Y’all don’t believe in the African y’all just sleeping

I am sick and tired

I am on a riot

I’m all the bile, graphic

But like a lion, I let bygones, grasps it

I am so ridiculous, can you believe how vivid this shit is

Got theories like conspiracists, this shit is sick

A lyricist before I even spoke a word of English

I’m serious

I got it locked and y’all are just some visitors

Just get busy

And snap your neck back and forth till you get dizzy

And tell your mother, tell your brother and tell your Aunt Lizzy

And you know you got to know some things before you get with me

Just break it down

Before I was born, I knew I was the shit

I used to kick so much, I was born with a broken hip

I had a twin brother, I used to battle day in

But I was so sick, the little nigga stayed in

I knew the doctor was shocked when I was first dropped

Cause I had a gold chain, a fade and a high top

Be buoyant, rocking around, ego destroying

I won’t chill, till I hear the people enjoying