The African Of 1963

I am the african of 1963

Transformed to a millennium man

But i feel the sands sifting.

God gave me a pigeon

Roosting in the rain

While i spy discrimination

That dirty dove won't fly away.

So you wanna be a man? jove bound me to the sahara

You wanna be a man? with nothing but an eagle

You wanna be a man? and i am never leaving

You wanna be a man? maybe i am only dreaming.

Now these fags got a saying

The lord is our shepard.

Things started changing

The day mathew was heard.

I am the african of 1963.

It's the same old discrimination

They just shifted the bigotry.

So you wanna be a man? jove bound me to the sahara if prometheus

You wanna be a man? with nothing but an eagle is choosing this,

You wanna be a man? and i am never leaving then somewhere

You got heels in the backseat. maybe i am only dreaming. i am choosing this.

You gonna be a man and i know there's a problem

Just need a dirty beat too many sister gone under

To dance your pain it's the ballot or the bullet

And dance on your grave. malcolm tattooed it.

I am the african of 1963 blacker than blue. if prometheus

Transformed to a millennium man is choosing this,

But i feel the sands shifting. then somewhere i am choosing this.