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African Roots

Johnny Clarke & Determine
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East, West, North, South African Roots combination African Roots Most High Selassie I Me a this is how it coming alongside Johnny Clark From you know straight from you heritage and you culture You take this one and make it be like a sculpture And Most High King Hailie Selassie I Mama Africa It's been so many days More than emptiness More than four hundred years Hey dada sing African Roots Just call me African Roots Please call me African Roots Just call me African Roots African Roots Just call me African Roots Please call me African Roots Just call me African Roots Me a talk, me a talk From the African Roots Real ghetto youth Hear me right so me no dey ghetto Like a flowers me bloom Ghetto youth just hold a medz and gwaan listen boom tune Stay far from dem armies, dem force and platoon We nah go sell we heritage We no coffin nor clamoon Make dem know straight We no come from ape nor baboon No this a no highway But big up Sonny Spoon Tell Mama Africa we coming home soon African Roots Just call me African Roots Please call me African Roots Just call me African Roots African Roots Just call me African Roots Please call me African Roots Just call me African Roots It's been so long, I'm waiting All my people been forsaken All over sleep, me a beg unuh rise dem shaking, shaking Dem nah give we no ratings Lick up a cravings we partaking True we deh politics meeting We a we keeping and make we know the dating True we firm and we strong We cut through anything dey on We haffi own a nice house pon piece of land With ball and gate in Me say cool ghetto youth A Jah roll ghetto youth Try no forsake him Yes, I'm patiently waiting Nard, my king I was born and raised in the ghetto With the blood of African Roots So you can always call me Call me African Roots Just call me African Roots Just call me African Roots Just call me African Roots Just call me African Roots Just call me African Roots Just call me African Roots Just call me African Roots Just call me African Roots Some believe us a African child Yet dem no like we African style Haile Selassie I so meek and mild He bless us all the time I said, oh, Mama Earth, I cry They want to blind the windows of her eyes Want to stop the driver Make the vehicle just can't drive All these white collar guys We've been taken away from Africa More than five hundred years ago One thing they didn't take Is the real sound of the mind So call me African Roots Just call me African Roots Just call me African Roots Just call me African Roots Just call me African Roots Just call me African Roots Just call me African Roots Just call me African Roots Yeah we rise, we rise, we rise Yeah we rise, we rise, we rise Yes, with fire in our eyes With fire in our eyes Yeah we rise, we rise, we rise Yeah we rise, we rise, we rise Yes, with fire in our eyes With fire in our eyes African Roots African Roots African Roots African Roots African Roots African Roots African Roots African Roots African Roots African Roots African Roots African Roots African Roots