Little African Girl

(Chorus)

Little African Girl - you are the jewel

I'ma die in war tryna build you a school

Little African Girl - you are the jewel

For every King that shines the Queen taught him how to rule

Little African Girl - you are the jewel

I'ma die in war tryna build you a school

Little African Girl

Little African Girl

Little African Girl

Little African Girl

Yeah

[Chief Kamachi]

She keeps me close till my spiritual search

Nine cycles bare witness to her miracle birth

Planting seeds alike, don't believe the hype

The Black Super Women taught the world to read & write

They don't know worth, disrespecting your name

I did the same shit, now I'm tryna clean up the shame

Hold your umbrella when I see you walking in rain

Hold your tension and suspension if you're feeling the pain

Little African Girl - yeah, the world tryna strip her soul

I kill a nigga for tryna put my daughter on a stripper pole

Across the hot sands when I hear my babies crying

I'm in the jungle with a spear and a baby lion

Predicted the end of the world way before the Mayans

The greatest mystery solved, not even trying

A rare jewel, God made a special blend

People don't understand the plight or the mess you in

I can't say shit, cuz I ain't been the best of men

I know I'm the reason why you getting high and stressed again

Yeah, I gotta put the truth on a line

The fifth degree in the mathematics; power refine

Deal with equality, architect of the righteous design

Built for the war, but make sure her light can shine

Thru the temples across the globe, image on a stained glass

Thirst for wisdom, and the mother make it rain fast

(Chorus) 2x

[Chief Kamachi]

Your little boy is a JuJu man

Mommy had to wrestle with habit

Tryna break her spell practice West African magic

A street nigga trapped between a Priest and a savage

When I was young she told her son "I'm not like the average"

Put your head up, look in the sky, go'head and grab it

More than ten years still carrying emotional baggage

Her smile was gon', before my style was on

Give the juvenile for spitting freestyle and songs

So many things I forgive that was foul and wrong

My psychiatry, the studio, compile a song

I'm underground, they telling, that the style is gon'

I'm one of the illest to walk every mile along

My inspiration, for everything I pen on the page

Come in the room, candles lit, smell the scent of the sage

Photos of you, I love ya, but find it hard to visit your grave

But your spirit with me, every time I sing on the stage

Little African Girl

(Outro)

Yeah, the Black Queen

JuJu girl

Kno'm'sain, gotta protect the Queen

Ha-ha, I dare one of you cowards

to put y'all hands on my daughters

Yeah, send y'all to the stars

I'm gon' kill y'all

Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha

Chief Kamachi - Clock of Destiny

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