Lyrics:
dick
Cause I was still young doing dumb shit
At 17 got my first Volkswagon
And mastered the life-long art of dragging
To the women in college
morning
Perfect a life for me
As I bring good vibes ye ye
Unu hear mi say
African boy with an African vibe
From Nigeria
Boy dem ah love mi ting my way
Ye
This is the fourth by the four
'Please, Please Me', 'With The Beatles'
'Hard Day's Night' that's three
Now'beatles For Sale'
The young men
the auditorium
Of his Fondation Louis
Vuitton, the new Frank Gehry art
Destination that later this
Month will put on display
Edvard Munch’s "The Scream
" Henri
levitate, levitate, levitate
Compton is where I'm from
Is where I'm from, is where I'm from
Yeah, yeah
Young Egypt
Look, look
I feel like Pacino in
Oh yeah, uh oh
Y'all know who it is (he's back)
Young
If you with me, throw the diamond up one time
Ladies, if you with me, just grind
Oh yeah, uh oh
Y'all know who it is (he's back)
Young
If you with me, throw the diamond up one time
Ladies, if you with me, just grind
New-yorker artist living in Tokyo
Argentinean turntablist from London
Italian mangaka
South-african dancer-performer
Israeli bad art-film maker
But I'm like a gastric bypass,
Bunch of Nas African actors seemed to get typecast in the same role
Since sixteen I ain't grow a day old yet my brain
Natty Dreaded to na Zimbabwe
My phone card works all day
Bobs way, black market militia
Eating well in the Meikles Hotel
Copped the passport, no
a professional, young thug funeral
What ya thought this was another Pepsi commercial?
Nah it's the art of war, when you least expected it
Wyclef the president,
knows how this would all reflect in his art
From a very young age he was seen as a dreamer
Had aspirations so high you could not count the meters
He
There is actually a young urban market that's growing out of Africa. Unfortunately, yes we Were all colonised by Hip Hop, you know. But that very thing is
of acoustic sludge
Look at them go
Valleys alive with demons selling streaming links
I knew you were a fan of laughing but now I dunno
Harnessing the art
fool right here)
He was feelin' his way down the street with his stick right, ayy (yeah)
He walked past this fish market, you know what I'm sayin'?
African Boi
As a special treat this evening
I have asked African's foremost young poet
To read his qualifies
To read his qualifies
Gimme some
fool right here)
He was feelin' his way down the street with his stick right, ayy (yeah)
He walked past this fish market, you know what I'm sayin'?
won
And I have lost
I was sitting at the top
Young nigga fell from grace
He was sitting at the bottom
I gat niggas who da realest
Niggas I can call
I
got Adidas
You can't defeat us so just back up off the metaphor
The Boogie Banger tell me what the hell's the art for?
Yiggity yeah
[Intro: Killah Priest]
Black Market bitch, it's crazy, the album's here
Right there, Black Market, Black Market
Walk with us, yeah, the album's here
Dreams of topping billboards aiiii
Dreams of making dough
Young african child
Young african child
Dreams of copping fresher clothes
In my swaggy lil
zest and lemon incest
Charm rolls right off of my tongue
Love me tenderly
Cosmopolitan to the collar
I make it rain South African Dollars (Apartheid)
rising without em
Aww,
I can't forget the bredren,
Bunch of Young black African intelligent
NIGGAS
Left brained gettin lost in their head
Last night I had
all
Plo like Lumumba when I speak this thought
Freak this art
We need a currency that’s ours
Forget Switzerland and swift
Keep it strictly in house
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