If someone asked me where would I say I'm from
(Someone asked me where would I be from)
And if someone asked me where would I say I belong
(Someone asked me where would I belong)
Well there's been much history, so much wrong
So much fighting for far too long
So much anger and so much pain
And when the power shifts we got to find someone else to blame
Wha-yo-yo-yo wha-yo-yo-yo wha-yo-yo-yo wha-yo-yo-yo
Wha-yo-yo-yo wha-yo-yo-yo wha-yo-yo-yo wha-yo-yo-yo
It's my home, it's where I'll stay and where I belong
I didn't choose to be here, I was born
I might seem out of place here
But everything I hold dear
Is under the African sun
What a big, what a big, what a makes me sick
What a fat fat stinking lie
We were forced to live, and we live to by force
What pricey thing to buy
If the haves have not, then the haves nots have
But you think it will be alright
But the just don't weep for the rich mans sleep
Just, just where is your power
Wha-yooo
Wha-yooo
It's my home, it's where I'll stay and where I belong
I didn't choose to be here, I was born
I might seem out of place here
But everything I hold dear
Is under the African sun
Ndzumbi ndzumbi
Ndzumbi ndzumbi
Ndzumbi ndzumbi
Ndzumbi ndzumbi
Ndzumbi ndzumbi
Ndzumbi ndzumbi
Ndzumbi ndzumbi
Ndzumbi ndzumbi
Wha-yo-yo-yo (ndzumbi ndzumbi)
Wha-yo-yo-yo (ndzumbi ndzumbi)
Wha-yo-yo-yo (ndzumbi ndzumbi)
Wha-yo-yo-yo (ndzumbi ndzumbi)
Wha-yo-yo-yo (ndzumbi ndzumbi)
Wha-yo-yo-yo (ndzumbi)
Wha-yo-yo-yo (ndzumbi)
Wha-yo-yo-yo (ndzumbi)
It's my home, it's where I'll stay and where I belong
I didn't choose to be here, I was born
I might seem out of place here
But everything I hold dear
Is under the African sun
Who of you among us will cast the first stone
The problem's never been just black or white
Take me to a time again where every woman, every man
Was born an african
A true african
Under the african sun