[K'naan:] Give me freedom, give me fire Give me reason, take me higher See the champions, take the field now, Unify us, make us feel proud, In the streets
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
unlimited kwa vichwa zao empty Nikiwaambia hata waking'ara NiKE kwa usahihishi wa lyriksi hawataona hiyo tiki Mwafrika na K'naan Canada to Kenya Hatubabaiki Cause we doin' it like [Chorus] Mwafrika na 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
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
[Verse 1:] It's like writing to the dead, dear people, I don't know if you'll hear my last plea, But somebody needs to be a little concerned about me
Yeah, believe it or not What kept me alive is my dreams I'm a Dreamer but I ain't the only one got problems But we love to have fun This is our world
speaking) yea uhhh....its k'naan....yeaa uuhh about to take over with this here we go i check it... They don`t expect me on this beat the thunder on
Yes! Yes yes. In a conservative form I wanna ask you a few things before I conform To the popular belief about where I was born Are they still illin',
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
[Intro] Yo, just imagine, like whistling down a desert or some shit Don't this make you wanna swing like monkeys outta trees? [Verse 1] I don't got
Are you going away? Nelly: Remember? K'naan: Remember there was that one summer you went away to school? Nelly: My parents got a new job and I had to change schools. K'naan
naan thudithiruppen Nee swaasam naan dheham naan unnai mattum uyirthoda anumathippen Nee vaanam naan neelam unnil naanai kalanthiruppen Nee ennam naan
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
[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,
[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
Yeaaa, Uh. Let me introduce me, I don?t gotta pack due to the fact I?m Africa?s Rap Bruce Lee Plus they?ve been trying to shoot me since I was two feet
So - In the beginning there was hum from a poet whose pulse fell Drum drum drum! He would perform prayers and all till one day he heard a voice call
