sitting home all alone, been that way for a long long time. waiting for that know on the door. and there they'll stand with a search warrant in their hand. cuts like a
knife in an open sore. chorus: afrikana security - at my door, threatening. afrikana security - can't get their smell out of the house. afrikana security - questioning, smashing glass. afrikana security. getting tips from civilian spies doesn't matter if they're truth or lies. better watch every move that you make. if your white don't mix with black. unless you want police on your back.
exile or jail, that's the facts. (chorus x 2) they came around the wealthy town pushing people all around came to protect money came to protect money. came an' then they left made a fuckin' mess. to stop the freedom flow. to stop the freedom flow.