Lyrics of the song 'Coming To America' by K'naan
[Verse 1]
I came out of a killer, neighborhood called river
Where life expectancy is shorter than a caterpillar
I was once a gorilla, and this show was my cage
My trina was the gauge, AK was my baby sitter
When we be out and looted, the whole city was shooting
I know it’s f-cked up but somehow, this army came shooting
It’s superman, tell the real soldier boy come to shoot you
Same food and of course what you eat nigga
F-ck what you heard, yeah nigga
Come walk in the dark no fear nigga
It’s dried in my eyes no tears nigga
Working malaria, your hood can’t even compare here
Got keys, they really love barrier here
Commin’ here, I’m daring you
I’ll shoot your neck ain’t afraid like give me a rock lemonade
You up my school at eight degree while playing catch with a hand grenade
Yeap, that’s a true story, this ain’t Hollywood glory
I ain’t the prince of the moon of the dark, my life is too glory
[Chorus]
I’m tired of always going through barriers
I just wanna live a good life
So I’m comin’, coming to America,
I hope we gonna have a good time
Baby thanks for letting me marry ya
You bring car sure looks fine
So I’m comin’, coming to America,
I hope we gonna have a good time
[Verse 2]
Now my second home city, what can I say
It took my f-cking heart from me
I played the judge part and need from a large Sydney
Oh yeah, that mean it never got no bars for me
See that okay to the motherfucker that be
F-ck puck but it ain’t no hockey
When the cops came, they knocked me
I had to flee, they said to bargain, I had to pee
So I crossed the border while they put a warrant out for me
[Chorus]
I’m tired of always going through barriers
I just wanna live a good life
So I’m comin’, comin’ to America,
I hope we gonna have a good time
Baby thanks for letting me marry ya
You bring car sure looks fine
So I’m comin’, comin’ to America,
I hope we gonna have a good time
[Verse 3]
I know, everywhere in the world, got this problems
Everybody got the dreams, of the greens, of the dollars
But some of us are dying in the streets, can you figure out?
Even in America, they here need a ticket out
I know, everywhere in the world, got his problems
Everybody got the dreams, of the greens, of the dollars
But some of us are dying in the streets can you figure out
Even in America, they here need a ticket out
[Chorus]
I’m tired of always going through barriers
I just wanna live a good life
So I’m comin’, comin’ to America,
I hope we gonna have a good time
Baby thanks for letting me marry ya
You bring car sure looks fine
So I’m comin’, comin’ to America,
I hope we gonna have a good time
I hope we gonna have a good time
I hope we gonna have a good time
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