My Brotha's
Life for you have been so hardYou have been dealt the wrong card
You try to make your mark
But people continue to put you down
They are not knowing you are the one that earned the right to wear the kings crown
Hold your head up high and stick your chest out
Let them haters know what you are about
Your worth more than selling drugs and claiming a gang
Most of you have education not on probation and your fathers have the same name
Let no one take that from you
Your sista's are here, your backbone we need you to
To be good fathers, husbands, and a good son
Let them know that your power of a brotha has just begun
Don't pay attenetion to what the world have to say
God molded you out of the finest clay
Be strong and be heard
Be so powerful that no one else can say not one more negative word
You are doctors, lawyers and good men to
The most powerful, elegant, graceful man out there it is defiantly you
Yes the man that I speak of is MY..STRONG..BLACK..BROTHA'S
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