(Music: F. Ferber; Lyrics: Marta Jandová) Africa, a woman nonne really knows her name Africa, and anyway we drain the juice from her vains She
Traduction: Die Happy. Afrique.
you know it's time for the African way [Chorus:] It's the African way [x5] What more can I say It's the African way [x5] Live from Revolution radio, welcome East Africa
black your color back to bronze On Happy Days I be the coolest nigga like The Fonz So spectacular how I touch souls from here to Africa My Zimbabwe niggaz
a flame deserve to burn [Verse 1 - Nas] Man what happened to us? Geographically they moved us From africa We was once happiness pursuers Now we back stabbing, combative and abusive The african
I'ma end mine If you ain't down, for the Africans here in the United States, period point blank.. If you ain't down for the ones that suffered in South Africa
at him) We're gonna do you like King [JD] What god damn King Rodney King, Martin Luther King and all the other god damn King's from Africa [JD] Look out
floor, We gon' lose it to the music, Till they kick us out the door, Then we party in Miami, Party in Ibiza, Party in New York, All the way to Africa
in Jamaica spendin massive bucks, while the ladies all beggin me to mash it up, I had sad Beginnings when I rap wit no fans, now it's all happy endings
deserve to burn [Verse 1 - Nas] Man what happened to us? Geographically they moved us From africa We was once happiness pursuers Now we back stabbing, combative and abusive The african
world is still mine Tattoos real with "God's Son" across the belly The boss of rap, you saw me in "Belly" with thoughts like that To take it back to Africa
door To build a house together the thing that matters more Is under the floor A strong foundation that last forever more I want to make you happy, baby, (Oh yes) Happier than happy
Roots, rap.. [Run] Now party people I'm so happy, don't know what to do Cause I'm an MC with the rhyme, and down with the crew Rock from Africa to France
me Damn,me say fi bu'n batty-man,yuh cyah wrong me Yow,me nah born over England,a real African this Real real real Rasatman
player Buddies, ya, know so, I'ma drop 'em on ya like this Check it out, to the brothers who put me on In hip hop I'm talkin' 'bout grandmaster KAZZ Grandmaster Melle Mel, Afrika Islam, Africa
is still mine, tattoos real With "God's Son" across the belly, the boss of rap You saw me in belly with thoughts like that To take it back to Africa,
real With "god's son" across the belly, the boss of rap You saw me in belly with thoughts like that To take it back to africa, I did it with
