America Songtext
von K’naan feat. Mos Def & Chali 2na
America Songtext
uh huh uh huh uh huh
oh this takes me home,
it makes me think about sitting outside of my old home when I was younger and singing something like
gabar yaroo subhaano maro shabeelo hirato maro qafiifa huwato maga′aaga ii sheeg magaeygu waa sharaf sharaf haaji weeyan aqalada hariirta dhina baan ka jooga alla ya u sheega tinta u shanleeya nahoy zamzamey sabaah nuurey adoo kin kin iyo kaluun badaneey adoo hajka jira xasuus badaneey sahiibtaa asho ashaq baa dilay ugu dambeyntiina aniyo geeluba wa u banaanbahnay wanagii orodnee nabad barinee mareykan waa laga soo waayay There are certain things fresh,
and certain things mesh,
I got my own sound I dont sound like the rest,
and even my attire and my choice of dress,
and not long ago I don't spoke English
my point is police pull me over a lot
they wonder what kind of rap sheet I got.
and sometimes I take a young girl out to eat,
and hold the door open oh your so sweet,
of course my affection′s super illustrated
and I like to give don't reciprocate it
unless you could give me someone innovated
well lets cook it up we dont refrigerate it
but back to the country of the educated
where people get robbed and they celebrate it,
oh this takes me home,
it makes me think about sitting outside of my old home when I was younger and singing something like
gabar yaroo subhaano maro shabeelo hirato maro qafiifa huwato maga′aaga ii sheeg magaeygu waa sharaf sharaf haaji weeyan aqalada hariirta dhina baan ka jooga alla ya u sheega tinta u shanleeya nahoy zamzamey sabaah nuurey adoo kin kin iyo kaluun badaneey adoo hajka jira xasuus badaneey sahiibtaa asho ashaq baa dilay ugu dambeyntiina aniyo geeluba wa u banaanbahnay wanagii orodnee nabad barinee mareykan waa laga soo waayay There are certain things fresh,
and certain things mesh,
I got my own sound I dont sound like the rest,
and even my attire and my choice of dress,
and not long ago I don't spoke English
my point is police pull me over a lot
they wonder what kind of rap sheet I got.
and sometimes I take a young girl out to eat,
and hold the door open oh your so sweet,
of course my affection′s super illustrated
and I like to give don't reciprocate it
unless you could give me someone innovated
well lets cook it up we dont refrigerate it
but back to the country of the educated
where people get robbed and they celebrate it,
Writer(s): Dante Smith, Charles Stewart, Keinan Warsame, Marc Richardson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com