Africa's boiling over flowing inside of me
I used to sport a curl mad by Jerry
A Jerry curl
but as time passed it didn't last
after my curl I never combined my doo.
I used t sport a cap but the naps kept sharing through
My sista got a brand new perm
my boys says she looks pretty fine body real firm
folks at her job loves new touch up
I can tell her white boss gets a kick when she's all done up
My sista loves her blackness
but the US says that her perm is her attractiveness.
But Africa keeps coming stronger we found out
it ain't a perm it's a temporary
Don't have cash to go to the music school
no money for the guitar or the violin or the tuba
my moms had a record player and the 45's
I put the needle on the record and I kicked it crazy live
scratching it up catching the breaks
spirits within me had me do what it takes
Grammy's I win & once again like my Egyptian kin
it's Africa within makin' something outta nothing!
Africa's inside me
taking back her child
she's giving me my pride
and setting me free.
What's that land across those waters?
what's that spirit makin' love to my daughter
telling her not to eat her mama's ham hocks
allowing her he choice to twist her hair & make it lock
o I don't like itI just don't it.
Papa may say but my soul is boilin
and sooner or later Africa's glory and toil
will teach an old dog new tricks.
Why and the world can't everybody
recognize that Africa's in everybody?
we all ask why can't we be sista's and brothers
but first we gotta accept who is our mother
Rather embracer of the jungle
or ghetto melanin dwells but could stop growth
and developments Arrested for nothing
Gumbo's within soulful H20 men be droppin'
Happenin's like Homosapians Hustlins
within' to exist as afro USA...men
residing in Fulani was once Christian.
Start fishin' like FOS and found origin!
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