keep in mind that Knaan's track "Somalia" only has 2 verses so its only fair that i use 2 Nomadic Status
verses from "Born In Somalia". now let the ratings begin!!
Knaan
track: Somalia (verse 1)
Yeah,
I spit it for my block,
It's an ode, I admit it.
Here the city code is lock and load
Any minute is rock and roll
And you rock and roll,
And feel your soul leavin'.
It's just the wrong dance
That'll leave you not breathin'.
I'm not particularly proud
Of this predicament but,
I'm born and bred
In this tenement, I'm sentimental, What?!
Plus it's only right to represent my hood
And what not.
So I'm about to do it in the music; in the movies.
Cut to the chase pan across to the face
I'm right there.
Freeze frame on the street name
Oops wait a minute,
This is where the streets have no name
And the drain of sewage.
You can see it in this boy how the hate is brewin'
Cause when his tummy tucks in
f**k the pain is fluid.
So what difference does it make,
Entertaining threw it.
Some get high mixing coke and gun powder, sniffin'.
She got a gun but could have been a model or physician.
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MoMan (Nomadic status)
track: Born in Somalia (verse 1)
where i come from aint nothing sweet
no democracy no justices no peace
a country full of assault rifles and rbgs
and the biggest conflict is tribal disease
welcome to Mogadishu streets
the most deadliest zone
city of darkness
every single building is torn
and night time is heavy fighting the beef is on
you can get your head blown quick without being warned
oh man
its a set up that we trapped in this misery
my people kill each other of nothing b
little kids growing up without no destiny
its a shame
this is not the way its suppose to be
17 years of greed and poverty
its what got us going deep in this catastrophe
and the whole world neglected our tragedy
the turn their back on us with no apology
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Knaan
Track: Somalia (verse 2)
Yeah,
Yeah,
We used to take barb wire
Mold them around discarded bike tires.
Roll em down the hill in foot blazin'.
Now that was our version of mountain bike racing
Daammn!
Do you see why it's amazing,
When someone comes out of such a dire situation
And learns the English language,
Just to share his observation!
Probably get a Grammy without a grammar education.
So f**k you school and f**k you immigration!
And all of you who thought I wouldn't amount to constipation.
And now I'm here without the slightest fear and preservation,
They love me in the slums and in the native reservations.
The world is a ghetto with ministerin' deprivation.
My mommy didn't raise no fool did she hooyo?
I promise I would get it and remain strictly loyal.
Cause when they get it then they let it all switch and spoil.
But I just illuminated it like kitchen foil.
A lot of main stream niggas is yappin' about yappin'
A lot of underground niggas is rappin' about rappin'.
I just wanna tell you what's really crackalackan
Before the tears came down this is what happened.
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YG (Nomadic Status)
track: Born in Somalia (verse 2)
I'm from the coastal city
land of the semi
see the clan war scars
tribal remedies
society full of casualties
MK nothing but fatalities
tendency to kill was instilled in me
reason why i cock and bus quickly
get popped guts out then move swiftly
road blocks AA's on the drop really
Somalis don't play
eagles and mack milly in the jungle u the prey
if you get away
then I'm shooting your brother
17 years of beef hakuna matata
cause I'm a dedicated carnivores
you equipped better but I'm stealthy like predator
young'n ahead of y'all
comrade this is city of death
so follow the protocol
Saddam Hitler n Siyad protege one in all
your worst nightmare a stench of death
the reaper is right here with a cannon in his hand yeah
