Letra de Americans

[Hook]
This is my sound!
I ain’t worried about yours nigga!
I can make Americans spazz out!
We make Americans spazz out
(One more time)
I said this is my sound
I ain’t worried about yours nigga!
See we can make Americans spazz out!
We make Americans spazz out (yeah)

[Verso 1]
I am a young dreamer, turn the doubtful into believers
But I’m still small fist to Justin Bieber
I’m the best Africa ever seen but well...
I’m still begging Wiz Khalifa for a feature
That shit sucks, we as Africans tryna kick butt
But they give us our BET backstage, like we less great
Shit made me feel like I ain’t good enough
So half the time I’m tryna be the next Drake
Give me anything, atleast a mixtape with Fetty Wap
Cause half of my life I just wanted to be American
I still got the fake twang
Moving keys out the hood like Alicia
Man I still got the fake slang
This is until Nigerians started to shake them
Stupid South African idiots wanted to hate them
We can learn a lot from our brothers, so I’m like
“Hey man D’banj, how the fuck can I impress Kanye man?”
Wizkid told me they already know our names fam
Even if they don’t, do you and you’re a made man
Africa already produced a bunch of great men
Fela Kuti, Lucky Dube, I can name them
Mandela, Steve Biko, a bunch of brave men
Robert Mugabe in my eyes is still a great man
Chris Hani got assassinated trying to save them
Let’s say grace then, our Father, Amen
Salute 8 men, one time I’ve been a vet
Y’all only seeing the cracks now?
Well I’ve been a threat
I’ve been creeping in the shadows like a silhouette
Philip Emeagwali, a father of the internet
Mrs. Banda, Dingane, King Shaka
Jomo Kenyatta, kudala le ntlatsa
Ahmad Baba, Sankara
Rest in peace to our fathers
My brother, fede we been upper

[Hook]
This is my sound!
I ain’t worried about yours nigga!
I can make Americans spazz out!
We make Americans spazz out
(One more time)
I said this is my sound
I ain’t worried about yours nigga!
See we can make Americans spazz out!
We make Americans spazz out