(What's Under) The Natural Do

Now when I listen to the people talk
And hear some of the things they say
Make me think some of my own folk know
They leadin' us all in the wrong way
Man, like how can the hair on your head bring respect to you?
If you ain't got some sense inside your head
You're just another dumb cat with a natural do
Ain't that right? Ha, yeah

Sure they gonna play us a whole lot of junk
To keep our fingers poppin' all the time
They know we can't get ourselves together
Lettin' a whole lot of nothin' go in our mind
See, I was black before it was popular and I wear my natural too
But if I ain't got some sense inside my head
I'm just another dumb cat with a natural do
Ain't that right? Ha-ha, yeah

If we can't stand to hear it like it is
Tell me how are we gonna rise
We sure can't do it fightin', hatin', and cryin'
And we sure can't do it on a pack of lies, now, can we?

Brothers play the middle of the road
Help brothers make mistakes
They keep on talkin' that trash by the load
And takin' all the money they can take
See it's what you produce with the mind you build
That bring respect to you
If you let anybody tell you anything else
Ha-ha, you're just another dumb cat with a natural do
Ha-ha, that's the way it is

Swahili, no man, I don't need to be speakin' no Swahili
I got to learn to speak English
So I can get a piece of this long bread that spends anywhere
You know the fella that who was sellin' me on a dashiki
He was wearin' a business suit and a tie
I think he was tryna tell me somethin', don't you?
Ha, that's what I said:
"KaSandra, later for those non-profit-makin' plans and slogans
You better get yourself a profit makin' plan and a program"
Like you can throw all kinds of fist-signs
And wear all kinds of dashikis and have the toughest natural do
But if you ain't got no sense inside your head
You just another dumb cat with a natural do
Ha-ha, I wouldn't be lyin' to ya



Credits
Writer(s): John Willie Anderson
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