Mama Africa

A still bird takes me away
Say goodbye to the feels I used to play
Snakes in the grass, caught with my own hands
Color of the dirt, smell of the land
From my windows did I watch it all become past
Fly away from the fire into the eyes
A concrete jungle I've never known
Well, kid, now it's time to grow

Sharp leaves, majestic trees
You always find a way to make me believe
In the magic of the heart, whistle freedom in the breeze
You were there like any mother would be
Bullets tore the sky, the warnings have changed
Suddenly breaking the fabric of the land
Scream one loud, and the mind was quick
Trying to understand what I didn't know could exist

Mama Africa
Mama Africa
Mama Africa
Mama Africa
Mama Africa
Mama Africa
Mama Africa
Mama Africa
Mama Africa
Mama Africa
Mama Africa
Mama Africa

I never knew how my life would turn
Born with so much promise, and so much to lean
Tasted the blood, tasted the dirt
But I'm still here

Mama Africa
Mama Africa
Mama Africa
Mama Africa
Mama Africa
Mama Africa

We the product of the Motherland
Pure air [?], no cover, man
A bible in one, AK in the other hand
Seek refuge, slay blood what I'm covered in
Young children turned into teen martyrs
You can't buy the dream of being water
In the depths, and I'm gone, and my dad, so slaughtered
Man better, kings, and queens, we team harder
Clash, or 5, we fight through a part-time
I threw a pride, listen to a far cry
Hope will guide us through, now the time is due
It's only right I pay homage to

Mama Africa
Mama Africa
Mama Africa
Mama Africa
Mama Africa
Mama Africa, it's only right I pay homage to
Mama Africa
Mama Africa
Mama Africa
Mama Africa
Mama Africa
Mama Africa