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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Def Jef
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jeffrey Fortson
Composer
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22 Million black victims of Americanism are waking up
Asalaam alaikum, black man, time to make a stand
Time to wake up and time to make a plan and band
Together like China, we need to find
A better form of unity, then we'll be
In the right path, on the right track
Dark or light, black, don't let 'em tell you it's wrong to fight back
But the enemy is not your brother
It's that other motherfucker
The one that baited, robbed and degraded you
And he don't like to see you've made it through
The bullshit that came with being a brother man
Stolen from the motherland, placed in another land
Four hundred and some odd years ago
'Til about the time we wore afros
We've come so far so fast from what they call the past
But that just passed, and with the last in line
For justice, what's this? Nah, man
That ain't gon' work, yo, bust this, black
To the future, back to the past
History is a mystery 'cause it has
All the info, you need to know
Where you're from, why'd you come
And that'll tell you where you go
We gotta unite, we gotta work together in unity and harmony
Black to the future
Come on, come on, come on
Black to the future
Come on, come on
Into the future
Black to the future, what a funky concept
A poet with soul brothers and sisters, let's step
Together in sync, just think about the outcome
We know where we're going because we know where we came from
A united state of mind, but not the kind
That the United States government fakes (Nope)
They don't practice what they preach
Maybe they don't believe in those false beliefs themselves
And I can tell 'cause they look scared
To see us coming up because they're not prepared
For a new breed of leaders, eager and fired up
And tired of the lies that you feed us, so we just (What?)
Got together like one nation under a groove
Getting down in the funk of it and move
And start a movement of self-improvement
And before you know it, you've went black to the future
Black to the F-U-T-U-R-E
Black to the F-U-T-U-R-E
Black to the F-U-T-U-R-E
Black to the F-U-T-U-R-E (Black to the future)
Black to the F-U-T-U-R-E
Black to the F-U-T-U-R-E
Black to the F-U-T-U-R-E
Black to the F-U-T-U-R-E
Into the future
Get on up, come on
Get on up, brother man
Get on up, come on
I want you to get on up
I grab the mic with a kung fu grip so it don't slip
And comin' on a positive black tip
Hip all my brothers and sisters to the real deal
With unity and knowledge, I feel we'll uprise
Who knows what lies ahead?
But you can't see if you're living with shut eyes
So realize united we stand, divided we fall
Provided we all heed the call
Coming from the Muslim or the Rasta man
Two forms of a positive black man
W.E.B. Du Bois and Booker T
King and X, Farrakhan and Jesse
Men with means that differ, but their goals were equal
To uplift African people
Through violence or non-violence, I don't care
As long as we get there
Where? Black to the future
Black to the future
Black to the future
Black to the future
Into the future
What up, homie?
Hey, brother, excuse me, man, I don't mean to bother you, man, but I
Just, brother, you think I can get a little bit of change from you?
You want some change, man?
Yeah, man, I just need a little bit of change, man, to get
Me something to drink, man, that's all I'm wanting, man
Alright, man, I'ma give you this change, man, but
I want you to listen to me for a second, alright?
Alright, man, tell me what you got to say
Brothers always talking about change
Brothers'll change their clothes to go out
In the street and make some quick change
A brother might even kill another brother over the wrong change
Brothers change from men to women
Brothers change their hair from natural to that damn Jheri curl
Brothers even change their eyes, man
Brothers always talking about change, going through changes
Changes, changes, changes
When it come time for a real change, brothers change they mind, man
Oh, man, oh, I hear you, man
Hey, man, give me more change than I asked for, homie
You must be one of them revolutionaries, man
Thanks, brother, alright, so thanks for
The change, homie, I'ma go on with my day
Get me something to drink, man, that's all
Written by: Jeffrey Fortson

