Your streets are so mean
its amazing how anyone remains calm
Im almost afraid to stop for a second, in these parades
and take in from the atmosphere's cascade
What lies beneath these streets?
Everywhere i go everyone wonders how
How i Look like them but don't speak like them
And how i speak like them yet look nothing like them
Dar es Salaam is that cold reminder of that sum
Wouldn't trade it for the world..
See I, take pleasure in knowing I'm the only one
Seek Comfort in Feeling like its just me having my fun
Catch 20 is I cant stop mid carousel
Realities catch up to me release me from my spell
..Its really hot, couldn't you tell?
khikhikhii
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