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
: 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
: 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
: 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
: 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
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, and
: 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
: 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
: (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
: 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
: 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
: 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
: 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
serve the hard times, divorce, it's over now They try to keep us out but they doors is open now My nigga, Akon is gettin' awards and covers now This is K'naan
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 'n' roll And you rock
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
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 it's so old I don't mean
