We'll have to fight (We gon' fight) You're right, you're right, you're so right Africans a-liberate Zimbabwe (Zimbabwe) Brother you're right, you're right, We gonna fight (We gon' fight) Fighting for our rights Set it up in-a Zimbabwe (Zimbabwe) Every

The issue on the table A petition from a Quaker delegation in Philadelphia Calling on Congress to end the African slave trade and abolish slavery, in all its forms This petition was written and signed by Benjamin Franklin It cannot go ignored. If this

I need you (I need you) like never before (Like never before) African woman your the one I adore Woman I need you (I need you) like never before (Like never before) Ah ah!!! Cutie, absolutely Just the way she carries herself that's the beauty And when

She gone with the man in the long black coat Crickets are chirpin' the water is high There's a soft cotton dress on the line hangin' dry Window wide open African trees Bent over backwards from a hurricane breeze Not a word of goodbye not even a note

Some girls start crying, some girliez run away I'm like 'huh what the fuck man okay' Just relax yourself baby, its gonna be okay It's not my fault I was born dis way I'm an african come on girl you know whats up This big motherfuckin dick is whats up

Y ahí vamo' a ver Cómo es gozar Con el bembé Y ahí llego yo Llego yo y ahí vamo´ a ver Vamo' a ver cómo es gozar Es gozar con el bembé El bembé africano es

I was walking round in Paris Near the (inaudible) Zanzibar Said the woman at the front door "Do you know the place you are? This place is from the fancy I don't think you fit the scene You're just an American Black boy I'm a French African Queen" And she

Che che colé, que bueno e Che che cofiza, muerto 'e la risa Ya yo sé que te gustó Quieres bailarlo otra vez Che, vamos todos a bailar Al estilo africano Si no lo sabes bailar Yo te enseñaré mi hermano A ti te gusta la bomba

African idea Make the future clear And we are the scatterlings of Africa Copper sun sinking low Scatterlings and fugitives Hooded eyes and weary brows Seek refuge in the night They are the scatterlings of Africa Each uprooted one

As long as you're a black man, you're an African So don't care where you come from No mind your nationality You've got the identity of an African Don't care where you come from You have got the identity of an African 'Cause if you come from Clarendon