Black Men, Our Black Men, All Black Men
Black Men, Black Men
Why do they bring you so much harm?
With all the brutal beatings and unlawful misconduct while you are unarmed?
Do they not care that you have great potential for life?
Do they not care that you have kids and a wife?
Do they not care that you're not all the same?
Yes, there are some thugs and gangsters but they're suffering with pain
Do they ever stop and think that there's a cause behind your choices?
Like your brother killed his father, and your mother doesn't know who yours is?
Or that you were touched as a child and you lost your home?
Do they know that almost everyone you love is dead and gone?
There's a reason to a black man's madness
They're tired of living in anger and sadness.
Black Men Black Men
Stand up for what's right.
There doesn't always have to be a physical fight.
They want you to act like a fool to lock you up
And as they put you in the car and that'll be just your luck.
Black men are becoming endangered to mankind.
Im starting to wonder what's on their mind.
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