Lyrics:
Give A Thought For Africa

the size of his greed And keep the hope Even though they'd love to give a nigga like me the rope And when this shit hits There's gonna be a lotta white

who make a brighter day So lets start giving [Barbra Streisand] Theres a choice were making Were saving our own lives Its true well make a better day

little nigga when he was just a young lad Nobody thought he make it up outta the hood, before the gun blast 'Cause shorty wanted to be a thug, runnin'

got some these p-ssies panties in a ball Cuz I never done shit but get better and believin' in God And leavin' my mom at 15 with a dream and a cross A

're triple-slippin, you're triple-slippin You're triple-slippin (Yo man) You rhyme like a school teacher About convincing as a preacher, who smokes reefer Why don't you give

though they weren't born in the Carribean like me And others that were all brothers there's a lot in the pot Floridian sibian to be divvian I waited for a few for

a throne for us But for now that's a whole different zone from us Word Diamonds all shinin', lookin' all fine Pretty little face, get a little high

- let's hope for peace, peace - let's hope for peace. Oh, John, let's hope for peace for our children, for our country, for our world, for our future

streets of London to the, African sands I've always had a plan to make money expand I can't count how many times a mics been in my hand Who would of ever