- published: 05 Mar 2010
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K'naan ( /ˈkeɪnɑːn/), born Keinan Abdi Warsame (Somali: Keynaan Cabdi Warsame, Arabic: كنعان عبدي ورسمه Keynān ‘Abdī Warsamah) in 1978 is a Somali Canadian poet, rapper, singer, songwriter and instrumentalist.
Born in Somalia, K'naan spent his childhood in Mogadishu and lived there during the Somali Civil War, which began in 1991. His aunt, Magool, was one of Somalia's most famous singers. K'naan's grandfather, Haji Mohammad, was a poet. He is Muslim, and his name, Keinan, means "traveller" in the Somali language. He spent the early years of his life listening to the hip-hop records sent to him from America by his father, who had left Somalia earlier. When he was 13, K'naan, his mother, and his three siblings, older brother, Liban,and Sagal left their homeland and joined relatives in New York City, where they stayed briefly before moving to Canada, to the Toronto neighbourhood of Rexdale, where there was a large Somali community and his family still resides. There, K'naan began learning English, partly by listening to hip hop albums by artists like Nas and Rakim. Despite the fact that he could not yet speak the language, the young K'naan taught himself hip-hop and rap diction, copying the lyrics and style phonetically. He then also began rapping. While growing up in Rexdale, K'naan lost many friends to murder, suicide, prison and deportation.
set to high
no callin the rerevulationary youths
dam marley alongside k'naan
gunpowder philosipher what some boy feel like
peppop huh
i made the list this year
im on honor role
you aint no east africa rock and roll
you dont know what time it is like your clock is old
you know y'all packin like the block is sold
how could it be to the deep and darkest of zero
to become the king of new york like a De Nero
and he aint even from new york that's what's weird though
but where he's from they repetatattapatatta
so come now dont you try to play the hero
around here we have pirates with trapedos
alongside all the warlords and beardos
the only city the people blacker than tuxedos
babygirl let me get all up in your earlobe
and if you shut me down you can kill my ego
which is my enemy makes you my amigo
so either way you and i are button and needle
and they say i might become big as the beetles