The African Way

[Verse 1: 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 [Hook: K'naan] It's the African way [5x] What more can I say It's the African way [5x] What more can I say Live from Revolution radio, welcome East Africa's illest Mwafrika [Verse 2: 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 [Hook] Mwafrika na K'Naan Canada to Kenya [Verse 3: K'naan] 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 [Hook]