Black Man 4x (Intro) - Rob $tone

What do you see when you look in the mirror?

Is it a criminal?

Are you aware of the subliminal messages, your senses, shaking you senseless

Beating you over the head with sexy, drugs, money, guns

Wake up young black man

Don’t sleep through the school of life

You could achieve more, if you believe more

You are capable of great things

Don’t let your circumstances hinder your advances

Be aware they will doubt you at first glances

Stand in the face of adversity and make that motherfucker rethink

Break the cycle, break the chains, work your brain

You were made in the image of greatness

Fight like Ali, march like Martin, speak like Malcolm

Move like Gregory Hines and let the rhythmic sounds of life guide you

Let your blackness inspire you and not divide you

Black man, black man, black man

You a legend before you are born

Motherfucking superhero in plain clothes

Ashy elbows and little toes

White teeth and a wide nose

You could smell the bullshit in the air

But you smile, because you don’t care

Nappy hair and long legs

You seen that nigga run?

Took off like a bullet shot down by a bullet it

Didn’t know they sold guns in Chicago

Wonder where they got those from?

Ain’t a coca filed in Flatbush?

Ask Reagan and ask Bush

Institutions is taught to revolve and not resolve

LeRoy got 25 years for a dime bag

Billy had twice as much as I had

And got two spanks on his willy white ass

Justice?

Just us niggas minding his own business

Harassed for saggy pants and our cold demeanor

I sound like this cause my wiener

Envy of a long dick must make you sick

Ground or the bullet nigga, take your pick

Black man, black man, black man, black man