Out Of Africa 歌词

Out of Africa they took us And they sold us as slaves for money Who they could not sell Dem kill dem, kill dem, kill dem Now these things are changing Black people killing black people Some a dem a use guns Some a dem a use knifes But most of all the rest a dem a use dem mouth Dem mouth Black people we will never learn We've got to stop this fussing and fighting Stop this cheating and backbiting Let us all try to unite In these times my brethren Let us unite