Black Man
Black man, black man
What do you see when you stand right in front of the mirror
Take a look at your hands
They might be the color of dark brown, maybe even tan
Even if there's fifty shades, it's all melanin
Black man, black man
Let me tell you what I see
A symbol of strength and courage like a lion and a king
No one said you had to be perfect, you just gotta be
Consider my perception, see what I see
Run for the hills
'Cause the gon' try to steal what you got
Head to the sky
Eyes above, God is your guide
Open your wings
Take a deep breath and be free
Fly brotha fly
Here's an S for your chest
Black man, black man
Let me ask you a question
Who told you that you were anything less than a god
Who said that you weren't needed to raise and rear your children
Protect and provide for your family and your village
Black man, black man
Ooo why you so fine
Smooth skin, bright smile, baby you're one of a kind
You are descendants of royalty that's why you're so strong
We're depending on you, keep pushin' on
Run for the hills
'Cause the gon' try to steal what you got
Head to the sky
Eyes above, God is your guide
Open your wings
Take a deep breath and be free
Fly brotha fly
Here's an S for your chest
Run for the hills
'Cause the gon' try to steal what you got
Head to the sky
Eyes above, God is your guide
Open your wings
Take a deep breath and be free
Fly brotha fly
Here's an S for your chest
What do you see when you stand right in front of the mirror
Take a look at your hands
They might be the color of dark brown, maybe even tan
Even if there's fifty shades, it's all melanin
Black man, black man
Let me tell you what I see
A symbol of strength and courage like a lion and a king
No one said you had to be perfect, you just gotta be
Consider my perception, see what I see
Run for the hills
'Cause the gon' try to steal what you got
Head to the sky
Eyes above, God is your guide
Open your wings
Take a deep breath and be free
Fly brotha fly
Here's an S for your chest
Black man, black man
Let me ask you a question
Who told you that you were anything less than a god
Who said that you weren't needed to raise and rear your children
Protect and provide for your family and your village
Black man, black man
Ooo why you so fine
Smooth skin, bright smile, baby you're one of a kind
You are descendants of royalty that's why you're so strong
We're depending on you, keep pushin' on
Run for the hills
'Cause the gon' try to steal what you got
Head to the sky
Eyes above, God is your guide
Open your wings
Take a deep breath and be free
Fly brotha fly
Here's an S for your chest
Run for the hills
'Cause the gon' try to steal what you got
Head to the sky
Eyes above, God is your guide
Open your wings
Take a deep breath and be free
Fly brotha fly
Here's an S for your chest
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Writer(s): Blanche Johnson
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