Follow me! upon a black star line
Off for the rest and for brand Nubian
Now go to Africa again, watch dis!Black star line it's the black star line
Everybody come aboard and free your mindBlack star line it's the black star line
Everybody come aboard and free your mindBlack star line it's the black star line
Everybody come aboard and free your mindBlack star line it's the black star line
Everybody come aboard and free your mindIt's the black star line that's leavin' at nine
Here's a paid ticket so you can free your mind
Playgrounds is filled with visions of steel
Grab the black babies it's time to buildSee we got a mental ship somethin' like Noah's ark
Spark your brain cell now let's set sail
(With no avail) we flowin' on a positive trip
All nubians is welcome, male and femaleI, wouldn't resort, to askin' for a passport
Love vibes rule so your black face is coolCool, but not frozen, a trip for the chosen few..Form a line-ah, upon the black star liner
Goin' to Africa, one more time
Goin' to Africa, one more time
Goin' to Africa, one more time
Form a line-ah, upon the black star liner
Goin' to Africa, one more time, true!
Let me tell you bout Marcus Garvey
Born in Jamaica, God left him in country
He go to America to make black people free
He walk around low and just try make money
Him buy up some ship and just start for we
America or Africa and live irie
We hav some man where wan gonna be
Young nasty and just licky licky
Some love Marcus Garvey, the place of peace
Or peace around it, and dem sparkle up him say
I just light up, make the first hungry
Writer no block it but just run follow me
Form a line-ah, upon the black star liner
Goin' to Africa, one more time
Form a line-ah, upon the black star liner
Brand Nubian! tell dem one more time
As we look to the stars, they take ours
Yeah we got fly cars but you can live in four wheels?
We need new approaches, old style is null and void
Makes me paranoid, to think
That we own the whole ocean yet we can't even drinkYou couldn't swim the nine thousand so we got you a means
Of transportation, for the Nubian nation
Marcus Garvey had the idea back in the days
Doin for self, keepin' the wealth
I gotta add on and create
Though the devil thinks it's not the latest fashion
Navigatin' lost, somethin' like a ship's captainBlack star line it's the black star line
Everybody come aboard and free your mindBlack star line it's the black star line
Everybody come aboard and free your mindBlack star line it's the black star line
Everybody come aboard and free your mindBlack star line it's the black star line
Everybody come aboard and free your mindWhen I'm ova, arms will be raised for the tom-toms
Push up ya arm they call ya proud to be black
Push up ya arm they call ya proud to be black
Call me proud to be black, cause I'm not tryin' to fuck
When I'm proud to be black, I'm not some young eedyot
When I'm proud to be black, I'm not some young eedyot
Be gone! I want no dem I want no dem-dem dem-dem dem-dem
Never know they wickedness they haffa come to an end
Don't take a no fey word for de white boy dem
Awayaa tell me, all you get in de end
Awayaa tell me, all you get isa dem
Awayaa tell me, all you get more den dey spend
C'mon, tell de world black man entertainer
Rock dem one and rock entertained
Tell the red foxx style dem a get
When I'm ova, arms will be raised for the tom-toms
Push up ya arm they call ya proud to be black
Push up ya arm they call ya proud to be blackBrand Nubian wanna give nuff respect to the one Marcus GarveyNuff respect to Red FoxxSting international in the houseDave Kennedy on the boardsKnowhati'msayin? the one RafaelNuff respect to the God sincereYeah, yaknowhati'msayin? mark the spark is in the house
And umm, this how we work out
For the ninety-two season
Songwriters
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