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All My Children Lyrics by Akin Yai

Immigrant Summer

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This Ukraine theater
And Russia on the prowl
Wow some days it’s hard to find my smile
How
The sun’s still beaming on his child wow
The sun’s still beaming on us now
Collapse the dollar
When Africa unite it’s over
Morocco to SA
The Mali Soldiers
Cheers to y’all
Adhere to or pierce through all
Plo like Lumumba when I speak this thought
Freak this art
We need a currency that’s ours
Forget Switzerland and swift
Keep it strictly in house
Like continental free trade
The diamonds and the phosphate
Cotton, gold, and uranium
Cobalt to light’en up stadiums
Industrialize industrialize
All my children time to rise
Less consumption more production
Grow your own and want for nothing
Unify unify
You know they thrive of our divide
Awake from slumber
Hollywood
Dayz of thunder
Get out get out
And leave me to fix the blunder
Note to self
I will not be bought and dealt
Into servitude
Free market love yourself
No bleaching the skin
Blackest melanin you in
Longevity’s the race
And 1st place you win
I am the soil
Fertile and
I birth your oil
Want more hit my nephew
The Arab boss
I sample sun, red earth
And looped the moon
That gave you sky as the limit
For that constant boom
Just know it bust
And when it does
In god we trust
Sea goddess
Mermaid like that’s black like us
Sunset over Tangier
The mood is set
Fuckin beautiful
Look at all the eyes we get
The deeper they dig
The blacker it gets
Unite the land
The stage is set
Dark cloud over Egypt
Heated, wasn’t black enough
Leave it up to them they be denying us
Hide they face and use my hands
Invisible boy to miracle man
French maid, maiden name or chain of honor (nah)
Beholding to them and what they wanna
The yellow man’s here is cuz of claustrophobia
Back in his home for me there’s phobia
Imperialist greedy and gung ho
Free the Sahel region and the Congo
We don’t need no more symposiums
Alphabet boys
The boys nosy dem
USD to xof (death)
France Afrique IMF the debt
PSA To USA
Respect, the debt finessed
Is you in need?
SOS yes
They want my flesh
Exploit my fesse bet
Gold Dinar Oh my God (Yes)
The west they stressed
White man’s wig on black mans head is death
White Jesus for Africans is death
France Afrique ImF death
Respect the debt f
Is you in need?
SOS yes
They want my flesh
Exploit my fesse bet
Gold Dinar Oh my God (Yes)
The west they stressed
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About “All My Children” by Akin Yai

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"All My Children" appears on "Immigrant Summer".

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