[Verse 1: K'naan]

I take it home
I take from the jewels and foam
Don't think about it
Just take it from my roofless dome
I am sick about it
I feel like I am surviving alone
I got a record and I am not afraid of cops at all
I am like a Ja-Rule poster, cuz I am off the wall
Yo, basically the revolution is here
K'Naan and Mwafrika, there's no solution in fear
Yup, I'm taking it back like clothes that don't fit
That you purchased in a hurry, when home and oh shit
I'm so sick my rhyme book throws a fit
I need a vaccination just so I can spit my own shit
Pardon me, while I release these rhymes out of me
I am so ridiculous, I got a compulsive disorder
I am sorta a reporter strapped to a little recorder
The warder having a order not to let me in, in order
For me not to cause a slaughter
Lyrically, I flow on water
I oughta take it easy on these suckers
Harass more n***as then a sleazy undercover
But seriously, I remember when I was 7
When rap came mysteriously and made me feel 11
It understood me, and made my ghetto heaven
I understood it as the new poor people's weapon
But now it's half-assed like a chick with one butt cheek
Dusty foot philosopher came to change things, trust me
From Ethiopia, Tanzania, Somalia
Heathrow airport and customs at Laguardia
Uganda, Kenya, my people up in Ghana
Kingston, Jamaica, big up, because you know it's time for, the African way
[Hook: K'naan]

It's the African way [5x]
What more can I say
It's the African way [5x]
What more can I say

Live from Revolution radio, welcome East Africa's illest Mwafrika

[Verse 2: Mwafrika]
Na watu wameng’ara ma mini na nini
Kushinda wakizifuruta chini na chini
Utashindwa maana yao kuzivaa ni nini
Vumbi wakati wa jua matope wakati wa mvua
Potholes huwa ni lazima kawaida kwa njia
Nairobi city mji wa Mathree fiti fiti
Boardi zimejazwa graffiti
Ndani speaker biggi biggie za kulipua hiyo muziki
Na AK47 ndio utacheki kwa mikono ya polisi
Wala kutafoutisha na wezi si kitu rahisi
Wote wanataka pesa yako
Na ukikataa wataichukua toka kwa mfuko wako
Bling bling nazo huwanga kwa mashing za ma MC
Na hata nazo kushine kwa MIC bado hawawezi
Na ikiwa sauti yangu yangu ikiwa 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
[Hook]

Mwafrika na K'Naan
Canada to Kenya

[Verse 3: K'naan]
I got a plan to reclaim all of my fam
I got brothers in Japan now that order my jam
I got rocket-propelleds spit mortars and damn
I heard hip hop started with slaughter they scared
A lot of people is ignorant and don't understand
They separated and they celebrate it part of the plan
I got my people considerly that in just cerebral, I'm evil
I break a needle in pieces and eat them like reeses
Y'all are just cheesing
Y'all are hate
Y'all are just teasing
Y'all don't believe in the African y'all just sleeping
I am sick and tired
I am on a riot
I'm all the bile, graphic
But like a lion, I let bygones, grasps it
I am so ridiculous, can you believe how vivid this shit is
Got theories like conspiracists, this shit is sick
A lyricist before I even spoke a word of English
I'm serious
I got it locked and y'all are just some visitors
Just get busy
And snap your neck back and forth till you get dizzy
And tell your mother, tell your brother and tell your Aunt Lizzy
And you know you got to know some things before you get with me
Just break it down
Before I was born, I knew I was the shit
I used to kick so much, I was born with a broken hip
I had a twin brother, I used to battle day in
But I was so sick, the little n***a stayed in
I knew the doctor was shocked when I was first dropped
Cause I had a gold chain, a fade and a high top
Be buoyant, rocking around, ego destroying
I won't chill, till I hear the people enjoying
[Hook]