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At the beaches, at the station
Radio station play my song
African woman going strong

North African, East African
West African, South African girls
South African

I have to let my neighbor know what's going on
In case one day the tables turn then they should know
I heard a knock and now I've opened up the door
Coz I have been there
African

Hmmm
Yeah
Ay DJ Run it back just a little Bit
Uh
Yeah just like that
Ay
Woah
Ay
Black Skin, White skin, Coloured skin
Asian, African, American

here for the win
Semenya on track
I'm out of your league
Semenya on track
I'm here for the gold
Semenya on track
A true champion
Semenya on track
Again

girls
Nobody can test
Nobody can test you know
Where my china girls
Ethiopia girls and my Ghana girls
Malaysia girls and my Kenya girls
South African

miles and miles of road
I listen to songs that remind me of you on the radio

Oh, we picked up some girls (Picked up some girls)
One the corner of south

know, you gotta take out the word 'Afro'
Now they've relaxed I hear they might as well call us Toby
See, Afro and black are African, while theft is

The Homeless

Boogie Down Productions

Edutainment [Edited]

1990

enough
For black radio to play this stuff
But this ain't soft like ice-cream with a sugar cone
I'm only here to state one fact
Wake up African, your

(but still sh*tty) African diamonds.
Speaking of new finds, South Africa isn’t the only country that produces diamonds anymore. 
De Beers was unable

Botha the Mosquito

Bunny Wailer

Liberation

1989

as established by The
League of Nations with respect to all human beings.

But if human beings are what they are supposed to be,
Then surely this cannot be

south
Saw her slob on a knob not no jobs
My father died blocks off Cottage Grove
Melody gone heartbroken feeling sad song 
Situated consistent near

Fussin over nothing man up end of discussion
Production confronting so south side 
Out of your league boy out of his rhymes
Radioactive delivery vocabulary

we are burying
Green white green all day we are hairy men
That's means I'm African back again
Most will say I'm arrogant
I don't give 2 fucks
Except in

the good guys or so we perceive

So back then they rebelled against the king

The U.S. in Iraq is really the same thing

All the radio hate disc jockey's

my bread and build my persona
From the south-east side like Rolla
Know it's lit when we roll up
We gon' keep our composure
Essex reppin', we gon' take

African housemen's day Dj Clock
This is his new get physical single ride us (You are listening to get physical radio)

I bet you think you have this power

to break, uh
I think my radio breaks
I don't even know what to say
I don't know what to say
Oh my god, "For my sake-", I mean "Better shake"
I don't even

feel like
They might feel like it's wrong for them to love hip hop the way they do
And aspire to be a South African hip hop artist
Because now
Their love

Today, 1111 16th Avenue South is Big Loud Shirt publishing, the Music Row home of many country radio success stories. In the early part of the 20th

his head on the desk
At an Ivy League school mind you one of the best
He was training to become an architect
Professor look up and softly he said, "Are

shit
Tell me it'll be safer to say it in Swahili
They be wheeling you away if you
Say it in South Philly

Look, thirty shots
I'm shootin' to peel his top

Bow to the Masta

Kool Keith

Celebrity Deathmatch

1999

That's right y'all, the K double-O L, K-E-I-T-H (South Bronx)
I'm in here, I'm a let you know (I started rappin')
I can tell you can't rap, look

and three 
Summon a beast coming in from under the league
Underground rumbling from under my feet
Running from my hunger gotta hustle to eat
Lock and load

damn long
And I've been wasting time
But no more

Now I'm down bound south banging up on the radio
They all hear me on the stereo
Up up and away we go