|Universal as I stroll down the street
|Africas's a bolling over flowing inside of me
|I used to sport a curl made by Jerry
|A Jerry curl
|but as time passed it didn't last
|after my curl I never combed my doo.
|I used to sport a cap but the naps kept shining through.
|My sista got a brand new perm
|my boys says she looks pretty fine body real firm
|folds at her job loves her 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 heve sash 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 & one 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 he mama's ham hocks
|allowing her the choice to twist her hair & make it lock.
|yo I don't like it, I just don't like it.
|Papa may say buy my soul is a 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!
|Africa's Inside Me