Текст песни Baba - Wyclef Jean , Kofi Black

And I just took my dna test
Don dada
100% Nigerian
Baba
When you gonna learner
Can't frame a earner
Came with the noose
I freed myself like Nat Turner
Sucker free purge myself
From the parasites
Marcus Garveyites
On my Instagram
Garvey likes
Rebel tone
Born in the middle of a cyclone
Revelation talker
That's the beast with the 10 horns
And I just took my dna test
Don dada
100% Nigerian
Baba
When you gonna learner
Can't frame a earner
Came with the noose
I freed myself like Nat Turner
Though we rumble in the jungle
When we fightin dark forces
We Olympians like Ali
When we Lighting up the torches
Seen the projects turn haunted
When I heard the fiends scream
Too much candy man, candy man, candy man
He O.D'd
You would get tempted too
If the devil came up to you
Tell you pick a boo, pick a boo
Here's a crib out in Malibu
P-p-Pilot is ready to take off
The rocket is ready to launch
The farmers ready to pick up
Gorilla's ready to stick up
And I just took my dna test
Don dada
100% Nigerian
Baba
When you gonna learner
Can't frame a earner
Came with the noose
I freed myself like Nat Turner
Once upon time in America (America)
This Jersey boy lived on Utica (Utica)
All my Zoes were down in Florida (Florida)
General like Toussaint Louverture
When Nancy Regan
Told the hood say no to drugs (no to drugs)
Aye, her hubby Ronald Regan was the plug (was the plug)
Patience is a virtue
But not for consignment (nah)
You would think it's Vietnam
The way they dying (yeah)
Only thing that remains
Is his remains (remains)
You the only n
Clean in this card game (game)
He got shot
He ain't call the cops (cops)
Mystery like
Alfred Hitchcock (yeah)
Boy back on the block (Ah ra ra ra)
Little John started screaming
Taking shots shots shots
Just took my dna test
Don dada
100% Nigerian
Baba
When you gonna learner
Can't frame a earner
Came with the noose
I freed myself like Nat Turner
Just took my dna test
Don dada
100% Nigerian
Baba
When you gonna learner
Can't frame a earner
Came with the noose
I freed myself like Nat Turner
Man this some déjà vu
Homeroom, I'm back in school
Good morning class, good morning class
Class it's morning time good cause in many hoods
Where clavicles caress many hoods
Metal detectors greet us before our teacher do
Class, it's morning time because
blood vessels burst more than gushers do
And sweet
Be the taste of survival
When peace just taste like denial, what I mean is
Every class must begin after
twelve, so there won't be any more mourning
Good, God wears a hood in this testament
Heaven be the hood in this testament
The first lesson is class,
You don't need a cap and gown to walk across the stage
All you need is a mind, a body, a pen and a page
Riley: Ayo that's all good but... how much you got on the weed?