Go back to Africa
Kwaheri goodbye
My Swahili is too fly
Did Jesus hang on a ankh?
Meditate on that like a monk
Truth struck good luck
Welcome to camp run a muck
Black history bring it up
Let it rise raise the dead
Like when the sea turned red
Our blood shed our blood saves
Us back from being slaves
Broken glass spilled the wine
Cut bloodlines
When the ship was christened
I know that
Are we listenin are we blind?
Still our blood still continues to flow
New wine
The reason the projects sunk in N O
Who Dat?
Gringos do kill blacks
Bring Trayvon Martin back
He can attest to that
We know what’s deep in the soil
Coz we sow
What we grow will someday
Tell you
Where you can go
Hello!