Dead Prez

Dead Prez - I’m A African lyrics

Yo turn this motherfucking shit up!<br>Ha ha ha<br>Rwanda, nigeria, africa's in the house<br>My nigga d.r.<br><br>[verse 1]<br>Nigga the red is for the blood in my arm<br>The black is for the gun in my palm<br>And the green is for the tram that grows natural<br>Like locks on africans<br>Holdin the smoke from the herb in my abdomen<br>Camouflage fatigues, and daishikis<br>Somewhere in between n.w.a. and p.e.<br>I'm black like steve biko<br>Raised in the ghetto by the people<br>Fuck the police you know how we do<br><br>[verse 2]<br>Ayo my life is like roots it's a true story<br>It's too gory for them televised fables on cable<br>I'ma a runaway slave watching the north star<br>Shackles on my forearm , runnin with the gun on my palm<br>I'm an african , never was an african-american<br>Blacker than black I take it back to my origin<br>Same skin hated by the klansmen<br>Big nose and lips, big hips and butts, dancin, what<br><br>Hook:<br>I'm a african<br>I'm a african, uhh<br>And I know what's happenin<br>I'm a african<br>I'm a african, uhh<br>And I know what's happenin<br>You a african? <br>You a african? , louder<br>Do you know what's happenin? <br>I'm a african<br>I'm a african, uhh<br>And I know what's happenin<br><br>It's plain to see, you cant change me<br>Cuz I'm a people army for life<br><br>Where you from fool? <br><br>[verse 3]<br>No I wasn't born in ghana, but africa is my momma<br>And I did not end up here from bad karma<br>Or from b-ball, selling mad crack or rappin<br>Peter tosh try to tell us what happened<br>He was sayin if you black then you african<br>So they had to kill him, and make him a villain<br>Cuz he was teachin the children<br>I feel him, he was tryin to drop us a real gem<br>That's why we bucking holes in the ceilin when we hearin<br><br>Hook<br><br>A-f-r-i-c-a, puerto rico, haiti, and j.a.<br>New york and cali, f-l-a<br>No it ain't 'bout where you stay, it's bout the motherland<br>(repeat 2x)<br><br>[verse 4]<br>It's like tank top, flip flop<br>Knotty dread lock, fuck a cop, hip hop<br>Make your head bop<br>Bounce to this, socialist movement<br>My environment made me the nigga I am<br>Uncle sam came and got me and arrested my fam<br>Try to infiltrate and murder off the best of my clan<br>I'm not american, punk, democrat, or republican<br>Remember that, most of the cats we know, be hustlin<br>My momma work, all her life and still strugglin<br>I blame it on the government and say it on the radio<br>(what) and if you don't already know<br>All these uncle tom ass kissin niggas gotta go<br><br>--------------------------------------------------------------------------------

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