African Drums Lyrics
[Intro]
Worldwide shit
We all over the globe
Y'all know, Freezer
[Verse 1]
I traveled from overseas back, Free's back, to each his own
I had the business sense to lead back home
I chatted in the jet like Special Ed I flown
Back to Africa, too bad I had to leave my chrome
Passport on file, condo by the Nile
The camera tried to follow this top model to Cairo
Get a few female Top Models to swallow
When they finished with Tyra
Then then holla at the boy
Yeah, some of my homeland's ravaged from the war
It's vital that I visit some spots out of The Bible
I'm by the Red Sea, not the Dead Sea
All tracks get destroyed like Sodom and Gomorrah
[Refrain]
It don't matter where you at, it's matters where you from
That's why I spit hood raps over African drums
You gotta rep where you from, no matter where you be
That's why I spit street raps over African beats
It don't matter where you at, it's matters where you from
That's why I spit hood raps over African drums
I shut it down and leave with your Queen to be
[Verse 2]
Witches in the tuck like the young King Tut
I was dusting the murder tracks while they were wrapping him up
He was ruling over Egypt
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Now I'm on my way to be ruling over rap, body people on they remix
I got the belt flow would leave Michael Phelps seasick
I'm chasing wealth, people like who the hell he is
It's L-E-S, Freezer his L-E-S
Flow is just as wet as the Arabian Sea is
I post up in the Arabian Peninsula
I'm a Muslim, I follow the Sunnah and never deviant
Thaw, other rappers do not have the ingredients
Not wicked with the tongue like young Free is
[Refrain]
[Verse 3]
It's the rap Prince Akeem, your mom's dream
In other countries I'm always heard but not seen
Except for the internet but I'm a store force em
Different cities monthly
I'm going on a world tour
These other rappers' flows getting old but not Free's
I got a hold, I'm in control, y'all sloppy
I like my hoes pigeon-toed, knock-kneed
Bring it home for papi
Rock and roll
Pop, lock and drop it
Like Nia Long
They coming short with the profit
I lock and load
Stay in touch with the right broads via phone
These other niggas they might blow but we explode, yeah
[Refrain]
