GHETTO

Colorful wraps, stocking caps
Durags for the fade
Seasick with the waves
Satin whatever for the braids
Locs and cornrows, curls and afros
Look at how our hair grows
More bounce to the ounce
Gravity denounced
Shrinkage wild, hold a style, good hair, all around
Strands of gold, did you know, natural crown, wear it bold

They always try to diss
Tell you what it’s not and is
Turn around and replicate
Then pass it off as a new trend, say
They always try to diss
Tell you what it’s not and is
Turn around and replicate
So now you say it’s trendy aye

No one can tell you what you’re supposed to be
It’s in our culture it’s our
ancestry
Don’t let ‘em tell you it’s ghetto no no
Don’t let ‘em tell you it’s ghetto no no
From the rhythm of the beat
To the things that we eat
From the clothes that we wear
To the coils in our hair
Don’t let ‘em tell you it’s ghetto no no
Don’t let ‘em tell you it’s ghetto no no

Gold chain, gold hoops
It comes from Africa, getting back to the roots
Ankara, Bogolan, Kente
Steppin’ outside representing for the A
Black eyed peas, coffee beans
Yams and okra, more seasoning please
Rock and roll, Blues and soul, Hip-Hop, Tango
Capoeira, Mapouka, Tap and Jazz, Ooo lala

They always try to diss
Tell you what it’s not and is
Turn around and replicate
Then pass it off as a new trend, say
They always try to diss
Tell you what it’s not and is
Turn around and replicate
So now you say it’s trendy aye

No one can tell you what you’re supposed to be
It’s in our culture it’s our
ancestry
Don’t let ‘em tell you it’s ghetto no no
Don’t let ‘em tell you it’s ghetto no no
From the rhythm of the beat
To the things that we eat
From the clothes that we wear
To the coils in our hair
Don’t let ‘em tell you it’s ghetto no no
Don’t let ‘em tell you it’s ghetto no no

Made from the sand of the Motherland
Washed in the Nile with my father’s hand
Like Mansa Musa I’m so grand
Fight like Shaka and Nzinga
Educated in Kemet that’s Egypt
Influential nomad I’m a Berber

No one can tell you what you’re supposed to be
It’s in our culture it’s our
ancestry
Don’t let ‘em tell you it’s ghetto no no
Don’t let ‘em tell you it’s ghetto no no
From the rhythm of the beat
To the things that we eat
From the clothes that we wear
To the coils in our hair
Don’t let ‘em tell you it’s ghetto no no
Don’t let ‘em tell you it’s ghetto no no

G-H-E-T-T-O
Don’t let them tell you no (no, ghetto)
Africa in our soul (Africa in our soul)
Watch how our culture glows (go head watch it glow)

Yeah, the New Africa