Braided Hair
I have to tell everybody about myself
From the same dirt from the heels of my ancestors
The naked roads and the fields where the pain festered
I wonder where the hold came from
In the deeps of my heart make me yearn for the doubt
It's the same place where the cross was burned
The same place where the loss was earned
It's the place where the floss was yearned
Gold teeth and bling ice on the ring baby sure
We've all got things that hang on our back
Things that make us cool,
Things that make us wack,
Things that make us mad
Things we wish we never had done
But they're just the things that make us real
Not the maps to guide where we go from here
The road twists and braids like hair
Until we all get there
(African Chant)
I like that I don't know some mysteries
Ancient things and beginnings
Excited about the day when I don't have to hear all the theories
My scalp needs some grease
It's the same place where the cross was burned
The same place where the loss was earned
The only way we all can learn
Is if we have these braids with the twist and turns so
We've all got things that hang on our back
Things that make us cool,
Things that make us wack,
Things that make us mad
Things we wish we never had done
But they're just the things that make us real
Not the maps to guide where we go from here
The road twists and braids like hair
Until we all get there
Walking in the race of life
Looking for my own pace
Not always wanting to but I have to
Sometimes feeling like I've bitten off much more than I could chew
But the wind goes though my hair
And lifts me up with ease not a crease
Hair full of grease no weave embracing me
It's you I see
I am you and you are me I see, yeah
(African Chant)
I am you and you are me I see, yeah
We might survive as brothers yeah or perish here as fools
Go place your bets
Don't bet too soon
Yeah, you might find me in another
Feels like someone you once knew
You know that face yeah we all do
Braided hair (what's it all for?)
We might survive as brothers yeah or perish here as fools
Go place your bets
Don't bet too soon
Yeah, you might find me in another
Feels like someone you once knew
You know that face yeah we all do
Braided hair (what's it all for?)
From the same dirt from the heels of my ancestors
The naked roads and the fields where the pain festered
I wonder where the hold came from
In the deeps of my heart make me yearn for the doubt
It's the same place where the cross was burned
The same place where the loss was earned
It's the place where the floss was yearned
Gold teeth and bling ice on the ring baby sure
We've all got things that hang on our back
Things that make us cool,
Things that make us wack,
Things that make us mad
Things we wish we never had done
But they're just the things that make us real
Not the maps to guide where we go from here
The road twists and braids like hair
Until we all get there
(African Chant)
I like that I don't know some mysteries
Ancient things and beginnings
Excited about the day when I don't have to hear all the theories
My scalp needs some grease
It's the same place where the cross was burned
The same place where the loss was earned
The only way we all can learn
Is if we have these braids with the twist and turns so
We've all got things that hang on our back
Things that make us cool,
Things that make us wack,
Things that make us mad
Things we wish we never had done
But they're just the things that make us real
Not the maps to guide where we go from here
The road twists and braids like hair
Until we all get there
Walking in the race of life
Looking for my own pace
Not always wanting to but I have to
Sometimes feeling like I've bitten off much more than I could chew
But the wind goes though my hair
And lifts me up with ease not a crease
Hair full of grease no weave embracing me
It's you I see
I am you and you are me I see, yeah
(African Chant)
I am you and you are me I see, yeah
We might survive as brothers yeah or perish here as fools
Go place your bets
Don't bet too soon
Yeah, you might find me in another
Feels like someone you once knew
You know that face yeah we all do
Braided hair (what's it all for?)
We might survive as brothers yeah or perish here as fools
Go place your bets
Don't bet too soon
Yeah, you might find me in another
Feels like someone you once knew
You know that face yeah we all do
Braided hair (what's it all for?)
Credits
Writer(s): James David Catto, Duncan Philip Bridgeman, Speech, Ulali, Neneh Cherry
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