Brown Boy Songtext / Lyric

little all shades of brown boy
daddy loves you
wonder why, daddy left you
do his life so wrong they do
do his life so wrong they do

Raw sewage is how they view his...life
So wrong is how they do his...life
Where to begin with all the tales of sin and strife

Black gold miners, missionaries - murderers
dethroned him from his home

Chief to slave
King to cotton picker
Warrior...to un-whole

3/5
shipped
brown shit
hog spit
piss
whipped...
wings clipped

blips on the screen of America

Tuskegee Airmen and experiment recruits
Strange fruits and Strangers in the Village
Recipients of paleface pawing and pillage
Black not beautiful, black like oil spillage
Diminished to 3/5 of whole

His truth shall be told
His truth should be told

little all shades of brown boy
daddy loves you
little all shades of brown boy
wonder why daddy left you

How would anyone...feel...deal
after centuries of...
humiliation, displacin', castration...
discrimination...
separated him
from manhood and kin

An eagle - amongst chickens

One can only imagine
envision
such imprisonment

Whisked
from bountiful to spartan
Forced to exist on the margin

Epic memory stricken with the disease of conditioning

Raising families in the midst of hate,
Accused of rape,
Dicks severed...served upon a plate
stuck in the mouths of their oppressors
food for the fueling of...
Hell's fire

What would you do?

You might leave too if...

You were beat in front of your woman and sons,
helpless as sons swung
from ungiving trees,
under the southern...sun

What would you do?

You might leave too

What would you do?

do his life so wrong they do
do his life so wrong they do
do his life so wrong they do
do his life so wrong they do

No wonder some have run from,
omen of failure
arms of lovers
paternal commitment...
erased themselves from child's vision

Ashes to ashes...dust to dust
all to naught...first man to invisible man, then

back again

the vicious cycle

May the imperfect circle be now broken
it was designed for your choking

Breathe

Receive the sovereign legacy of your history
Embrace past's misery...
For the purpose of strengthening, not excusing

Ida B. fought for
Martin died for
Emmett Till paid a price
eyes have cried for...

your life

What will you do with your life???

Be the kings you born to be
Be the fathers your brown boys need

Be those kings you were born to be
Be the fathers your brown boys need...

they say, young black boys bloom thorns first
reach and compete for an illusory elixir
quickfixers, cock tales are told and sold as
basic low vibratory animalistic behavior
resurrect from blood root trees
manufactured dis-ease and line chalk
demonstrate god walk
may your reflection be your savior
all shades of brown boy

little all shades of brown boy
daddy loves you
little all shades of brown boy
daddy loves you
little all shades of brown boy
daddy loves you
all shades
wonder why
wonder why