Merry makkah to the mother land
Satellite controlling every single thing you do
Tuff ah dan tuff you haffi strong fi mek it tru
United States of Africa tell me what′s the plan
The minerals you have we can build a better land
Build upon the rocks instead of building in the sand
Feeling claustrophobic round these painted faces
We keep on calling dem clear spade aces
Life filled smiles warm like fire places
Good ting everything stored inna I man data bases
Rolling with the punches while adjusting to the changes
Learning all I can throughout all these stages
Life ain't no bed a rose no lily or no daisy′s
It's what you make it brother man hey don't you fake it
Hey afro centric scattered Africans what we gonna do
Find we way back home or keep on paying them dues
Africans awaits her creator it′s the truth
Redemption or regression which road do you choose
There hearts are made of stone
Celebrating their earthy goals
They don′t know the unknown
Yet them live like they have control
So many living but their minds are being misled
So many crying but the world can't see to help
So many bullets but the hungry still not fed
So many feeling the pressures