The
Scene opens at night in a large old
-fashioned house in a lonely section of
New
York
City.
Uh -oh, here they come again.
Black man, black man,
black man, black man...
black man, black man,
black man, black man...
Keep the groove, so we can dance
Is this a black thing,
or when you come outside?
You're boppin' down the street
because you know you look fly
Before you get off the block,
the girls wink their eyes
Ooh, you know they wanna give you a try
BBS rims, yeah, on your car,
you're about to master ride
Ain't goin' real far,
four -finger rings and all type of dope chains
Material things that mess
with people's brains
Ooh, you don't even make records
Well, what do you do?
Forget what I suggest
Do what you do and you'll do it well
Cause if you fail,
you're gonna hear the sound of a jail slam
Boom!
And dangle your life
Your man will bail you out
Uh -huh!
Psyche!
They've been scheming you,
wanting you for a long time
Your energy, thinking you is prime time
Playing music loud, yeah, acting wild
Yo, he is hype, yeah,
but look at him now
Writing a letter, crying like a baby
saying how he been set up
He's on the streets getting more than the government,
he didn't pay him off
Now you see where he was sent
Yo, what's wrong? I'm money selling drugs,
man
But they was gonna hold him back anyway,
why?
Black man, black man
Black man, black man
Black man, black man
Black man, black man
Black man, black man
Dance
The
B -L -A -C -K -M -A -N spells black man
Quick dip on the trigger,
but we're stronger
And still getting bigger,
boy, smarter at times
But then I find that we don't use our
mind to feel power
If you're working for the hour, boy
In a place they call
Africa, used to be home
It's our throne,
it's where our spirits roam
We are the people that
came from the land
That scientists could prove
human life began
Black man lived with the animals
Some of us were cannibals
Warriors, royalty,
Cleopatra, even
Hannibal
Builder of the pyramids and
even the sphinx
Scientifics, even hieroglyphics,
it's all written in ink
Black man, teacher of the civilized,
he taught
Socrates
How could you visualize science
and math and medicine
As though embeddedness
superior or inferior
We caused so much hysteria,
even made
America better
We could do everything
except stick it together
Put together is the key,
the key of the action
We could be the
Farrakhan, we could be the
Jacktons
We could be the
Michaels,
Mandelas, or the
Kings
But you might have to die
to be the real thing
That killed many black leaders
One of them was
Jesus
Study your history
You won't believe us
Cause
Jesus is the name of
Christ
He's just a title
If you do what he do
Even you could be an idol boy
Black man
Black man, black man
Black man, black man
Black man, black man
Black man, black man
Shoot the groove, so we can dance