Doug E. Fresh - Africa (Goin' Back Home) Lyrics
When I left to go Africa people said....Don't come back with no with craft on your headI just left the comment blank and kept my coolBecause they only said what they was taught in schoolBrainwashed educationOf our nationPublicized in its primeTo be behind the timeAdequate excuseAnd all verbal abuseOur history is a mysterySo what's the use???Sala mali cume,mali cume salaamSala mali cume,mali cume salaamSala mali cume,mali cume salaamNow I took me a trip to AfricaA seven hour flight from AmericaI got off the plane and what did I seeBut some brothers and sisters who look like meWarm greetings,hello,hi'sAlot of mosquitos and a whole lot of flysYoung ones try to persuade you to buyTo feed their families so no one diesOf hunger,shelter,clothes and starvationIn the ghetto it's the same situationOver big water so far I roamTo find my way back homeTo find my way back homeTo find my way back homeNow I woke up at two in the afternoonIn the middle of December which felt like JuneI got on the bus,then all of us,caught a boatAs we listened to the jams we wroteAs the boat stayed afloat and we was close to shoreI seem an Island one I felt I seem beforeI was gonna ask the guide,but I forgot his nameSo I said,"It ain't nuthin',all Islands are the same!"Shame,who's the blame for that inside shameThen I found out Goree Island was the nameAim was to proceed with the mysteryOf the hidden,forbidden historyGoree Island was the last place the slaves was broughtBefore taken to America,sold and boughtAnd I could feel it in the air when my feet touched landTo be the first rap group to rock AfricansOur distant brothers,great,great grandmothersTo one another,it's you I saluteBecause a man without history is like a tree without RootsSo I say now....Now I took me a trip to AfricaA seven hour flight from AmericaI got off the plane and what did I seeBut some brothers and sisters who look like meWarm greetings,hello,hi'sAlot of mosquitos and a whole lot of flysYoung ones try to persuade you to buyTo feed their families so no one diesOf hunger,shelter,clothes and starvationIn the ghetto it's the same situationOver big water so far I roamTo find my way back homeTo find my way back homeTo find my way back homeSalaam alaikum, alaikum salaam......
