Bundle up my whole style is so cold I glow like old guys who go bald My flow got no front in the vocal Your flow got no button its so old I don't mean
Set to high no callin the rerevulationary youths dam marley alongside k'naan gunpowder philosipher what some boy feel like peppop huh i made the list
She shot me, she shot me, bang, bang, she shot me She shot me, she shot me, bang, bang, she shot me She shot me, she shot me, bang, bang, she shot me
at peace but now we using T-Shirts And it reads RIP cause the peace dead When I walk through the slums like (Nomane) Little children say K'naan (Bumaye
worry me if m'aa fuckers don't get it Yo, if rap gets jealous,'cause of where I'm headed Aggression, obsession, we're pain in the gain. [K'naan] So
Uh, Yeah, Somalia Yeah, I spit it for my block, It?s an ode, I admit it. Here the city code is lock and load Any minute is rock and roll And you rock
(feat. Mos Def and Chali 2na) Gabar yaroo subhaano Maro shabeelo hirato Maro qafiifa huwato Maga'aaga ii sheeg Magaeygu waa sharaf Sharaf haaji weeyan
Picture the morning taste and devour We rise early pace up the hour Streets is bustling hustling their heart out You can't have the sweet with no sour
0hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Give me freedom Give me fire Give me reason Take me higher See the champions Take the field now You define us Make us feel proud
the hard times, divorce is over now, They try to keep us out, but they doors is open now, My nigga Akon is gettin awards for covers now, This is K'NAAN
Yeah, I am sending this one out to everyone who has had to wait on a money transfer Yeah, it's kinda whack when they charge you like ten percent on the
When you hearin' the water, you feel like a turtle Releasin' your tension, the stress and disorder It's big in America - Stephanie, Erica - both of them
Here is no way to write it ?there is no way to fight it And I kick and scream but you got me despite it And I got my pride so I begin to hide it Like
Heaven, is there a chance that you could come down And open doors to hurtin' People Like Me People Like Me, People Like Me People Like Me, People Like
So yea basicaly alot of people ask me how life was then... so here it is My old home smelled of good birth Boiled red beans kernal oil and hand me down
I put a pen to the paper, This time as visual as possible, Guns blast at the hospital, The walls are white washed with tin rooftops, To show love you
[Verse 1:] So good things comes for those wait, sure I've waited about pop pop pop pop That's four cousins shot I got grudges, let's discust this My
[speaking] 1.2.1.2 [Chorus:] I was stabbed by satan, on the day that I was born, I was promised loving, but instead I was torn, La la la, la la la, my
