hood raps over African drums You gotta rep where you from, no matter where you be That's why I spit street raps over African beats It don't matter where
Poke Better watch that Poke chop sandwich, waitin' in the sack Ridin' a tom tom, a double fat back Got my poke chop sandwich, layin' on my drum Poke
up Slap ya in the head I'ma open one African in bed, she just hope I'm done See the voodoo priest, then the *** gon' come Open up a drum, I'm eatin'
ohhh I've never been.. the type of nigga.. to take.. a broad to the courts As a shorty I was always into sports Now I talk to drums and walk in slums
Victory won in a world of Hennessey and guns Too young for the marches but I remember these drums To start reality of wars and battles we fought for ours
ya want it we got it (Oh yeah) How ya want it we got it (Oh yeah) How ya want it we got it (Oh yeah) How ya want it we got it (Oh yeah) Hey Mr. Africa
'm-a do ya the best I can Lettin' you know I'm your jungle man You can't front it off, you know it's gonna get ya I'm doin' this (where? ) live from africa
no choice but to decide To conform to a system, responsible for genocide Responsible for genocide Responsible for genocide... Spoken: 'AIDS is killing the entire African
't deny it though the drums are good and sloppy The funky beat is playin' and we're swingin' along The underground is rockin' with the hip-hop song The funky drums
reclaim the throne [Chorus:] Kingdom come, bass lines and bring them drums This is game time play mine we're number one Kingdom come, bass lines bring them drums
step in the door all hats is off Your hands up in the air goin' back and forth I'm about ready for a classic massacre I'll make it hotter than when Shaft in Africa
Africa Take any ship to Africa Come on along and learn the lingo Inside a jungle bungalow Repeat Bridge Oh, when you go to Africa Happy, happy Africa
head And play the funky rhythms from the streets Batucada Suite rhythms for the feet Music for the soul-geared to make you whole Tribal drums of the African
morning ladies?, you like that shit, man? Hey, man, I got a gang of that shit, man, I tell you what My man on the guitar, fool on the drums Everybody
Africa is my descent And here I am far from home I dwell within a land that is meant For many men not my tone, yeah The blood of God is my defense Let
bless the rains down in Africa, I bless the rains down in Africa I bless the rains down in Africa, I bless the rains down in Africa I bless the rains
show they mean business Rushed 'em with the quickness, killed 'em with the sickness Tried to save his life, give him cpr, huh Somethin for the lungs, fat african drums
had Christmas down in Africa I had Christmas down in Africa I had Christmas down in Africa (5 golden rings!) I had Christmas down in Africa (5 golden rings!) I had Christmas down in Africa
