I'm An African chords by Dead Prez
Verse 1
Am
Yo, turn this motherfuckin' shit up!
Ha ha ha, fuck!
The Wu -Wu Coupé, Tec,
Mulekai, Rwanda, Nigeria
My nigga D -Don, Abu Africa's in the house,
they get petrified
Nigga, the red is for the blood in my arm
The black is for the gun in my palm
And the green is for the charm
that grows natural
Like locks on Africans
Holdin' the smoke from the herb
in my abdomen
Camouflage for T's and dashiki
Somewhere in between the W -A and P -E
I'm played like Steve Pico
Raised in the ghetto by the people
Fuck the police, you know how we do
Ayo, my life is like roots, it's a true story
It's too gory for them
televised fables on cable
I'm a runaway slave watchin'
the North Star
Shackles on my forearms,
runnin' with a gun in my palm
I'm an African,
never was an African -American
Blacker than black,
I take it back to my origin
Same skin, hated by the Klansmen
Big nose and lips,
big hips and butts dancin', war
I'm an African, I'm an African, war
And I know what's happenin'
I'm an African, I'm an African, war
And I know what's happenin'
You a African, you a African, war
Do you know what's happenin'?
I'm an African, I'm an African
And I know what's happening
It's plain to see, you can't change me
Cause I'm people armed for life
It's plain to see, you can't change me
Cause I'm people armed for life
It's plain to see, you can't change me
Cause I'm people armed for life
It's plain to see, you can't change me
Cause I'm people armed for
Where you from fool?
No I wasn't born in Ghana
But Africa's my mama
And I did not end up here
from bad karma off of b -ball,
selling mad crack or rapping
Peter Tosh tried to tell us what happened,
F
Am
he was saying if you
black then you African
So they had to kill him,
and make him a villain
cause he was teaching the children
I feel him, Bill was trying to
drop us a real gem
That's why we bucking
holes in the ceiling
when we hearing
I'm a African, I'm a African,
and I know what's happening
I'm a African, I'm a African,
and I know what's happening
You a applicant, you a applicant
Do you know what's happenin'?
I'm a applicant, I'm a applicant
And I know what's happenin'
AFR, RCA, Puerto Rico, Haiti, and JA
New York and Cali, FLA
Yo, it ain't bout where you stay,
it's bout the motherland
AFR, RCA, Puerto Rico, Haiti, and JA
New York and Cali, FLA
Yo, it ain't bout where you stay,
it's bout the motherland
It's that tank top flip -flop,
naughty dreadlock, fuck a cop, hip -hop
Make your head bob,
bounce to this socialist movement
My environment made me the nigga
I am Uncle Sam came and got me
and the rest of my fam
Try to infiltrate and murder
off the best of my clan
I'm not American, punk,
Democrat or Republican, remember that
F
Most of the cats we know be hustlin'
Am
My momma worked all her
life and still strugglin'
I blame it on the government
and say it on the radio
And if you don't already know,
all these Uncle Tom ass
-kissin' niggas got to go
Got to go, got to go, got to go
I'm An African
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