Hey Black man, I'm tired of the mess
Enough is Enough
People are sick and tired of your shuckin'and jivin'
All that other crazy stuff
When will you wake and realize
Our young brothers are calling your name
They need for you to be a man
And show them how to do the same
What kind of an example do you set
Being unemployed and lazy
Unable to be a father to your babies
Or a husband to your lady
Excuses, Excuses is all that you give
Talking about the white man
Is the reason you can't survive or live
He may be contributor to your suffering and pain
But my brother you only have yourself
To blame in this GAME.
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