Acknowledge Your Own History

You dont know who you are
Look back into your past, brother
Look back into your past, sister
Look back into your past, sister
Look back into your past, brother [Afrika]
My forefather was a king
He wore fat gold chains and fat ruby rings
Nobody believes this to be true
Maybe its because my eyes aint blue
You aint gonna find it in your history book
Come here, young blood, and take a look
Dig down deep inside this hard cover
Dont you know you was bought, brother
All you read about is slavery
Never about the black mans bravery
You look at the pictures and all they show is
Afrikan people with bones in their noses
That aint true, thats a lie
You didnt get that from my lemon pie [Mike G]
Yeah, I cut class,
I got a D
Cause History meant nothing to me
Except a definite nap
Thats why
I always sat in the back
Id talk to girls or write a rhyme
Cause I didnt know (all times are black mans times)
When I was young my mama told me stories
Of black peoples fight to bring us glory
I used to think these were stories to put me to sleep
But now I know mamas talk wasnt cheap
I know Afrikas for
Afrikans And historys the blood of every woman and man 'Now I begin another search, the incredibly involved The incredibly difficult and incredibly frustrating search Trying to pull together the history of a people' [Afrika]
Page one, page two, page three
And still no signs of me
Yeah, so I looked into the table of contents
They wrote a little thing about us in the projects
Only history we make is if we kill somebody
Rape somebody, but other than that were nobody
Speaking like a
Brother living in the
Jungle I know
I was here first but
I remain humble [Mike G]
Now its time to rekindle the fire
A tribe of young brothers with the eye of the tiger [Afrika]
Acknowledge your own, we have a home
Put on this earth to live and roam [Mike G]
Christopher chose to explore
DISCOVERED
AMERICA! Yeah, sure [Afrika]
He thought the planet was square
Travelled many places, we already had been there
We left tracks, backtrack back
First civilisation, you know where that was found at
Looking for the true black days of glory
Thats history, thats his story [Vinia Mojica 4x]
The reds for the blood and the blacks for the man
The green is the colour that stands for the land