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