Lyrics: Nas. Distant Relatives. The Promised Land.

Now I and I say greetings in the name of the mighty king

And I and I say played by the King love is all I bring
And I and I say Africa is I and I responsibility dreadlocks
Yes, huh

To the Promise Land
Going to the Promise Land
Yes, the Promise Land, o gosh now
To the Promise Land, yeah

Imagine Ghana like California with Sunset Boulevard
Johannesburg would be Miami, Somalia like New York
With the most pretty light, the nuffest pretty car
Ever New Year the African Times Square lock-off

Imagine Lagos like Las Vegas, the ballers dem a ball
Angola like Atlanta, a pure plane take off
Bush Gardens inna Mali, Chicago inna Chad

Magic Kingdom inna Egypt, Philadelphia like Sudan

The Congo like Colorado, Fort Knox inna Gabon
People living in Morocco like the state of Oregon
Algeria warmer than Arizona, bring your sun lotion
Early morning class of Yoga on the beach in Senegal

Ethiopia the capitol of fi di Congression
A deh so I belong, a deh di the king come from
I can see us all in limos, Jaguars and B'mos

Riding on the King's Highway
To the Promise Land
Going to the Promise Land

O, Gosh
Yeah, the Promise Land

Yeah, the Promise Land
Oh

Promised Land, I picture Porsches, Basquiat portraits
Pinky rings realistic princesses
Heiresses bunch a kings and queens
Plus I picture fortunes for kids out in Port-Au-Prince
Powerless, they not allowed to fit but not about to slip

Vision Promised Land with fashion like

Madison Ave, Manhattan, Saks 5th Ave and Rodeo

Relaxing popping labels, Promise Land no fables
This where the truth's told, use them two holes
Above your nose to see the proof yo


Imagine a contraption that could take us back
When the world was run by black men
Back to the future, anything can happen
If these are the last days and 100-food waves come crashing down

I get some hash and pounds
Pass around the bud then watch the flood
Can't stop apocalypse
My synopsis is catastrophic

If satellites is causing earthquakes
Will we survive it?
Honestly man it's the sign of the times
And the times at hand

There's a lot of work to be done, o gosh
In the Promised Land


Going to the Promise Land
O gosh
Take me to the Promise Land

The Promise Land
Oh, the Promise Land
The Promise Land, oh, oh, yeah

There's plenty of land for you and I
Buy and buy
Lots of food to share for everyone
No time for segregation

In the Promised Land
Yes a to the Promised Land
The Promised Land

Going to The Promise Land

Oh
There's a lot of work to be done
In the Promise