I have a love so deep for my people that it hurts<o:p></o:p>
So I took up Black Studies quench my cultural thirst<o:p></o:p>
I was born in America, but…Mother Afrika is the place of my birth<o:p></o:p>
I have an Afrikan-born heart even though I've never touched Afrikan earth<o:p></o:p>
You see…I will remain connected to my people for better or for worse<o:p></o:p>
Whether they doing something positive or out in the streets doing dirt<o:p></o:p>
I mourn my peoples' journey from the cradle to the hearse<o:p></o:p>
Parents burying their children knowing it should be reversed<o:p></o:p>
We degrade our mothers and sisters, fathers and brothers…forgetting what we're worth<o:p></o:p>
I'm just a conscious brother trying to reach young minds hoping the streets don't reach them first<o:p></o:p>
Trying to reach plagued minds, often the victims of lies that our blackness is a curse<o:p></o:p>
Chanting:<o:p></o:p>
BLACK POWER! BLACK POWER! BLACK IS BEAUTIFUL!<o:p></o:p>
Make that love hurt<o:p></o:p>
I have a love so deep for my people that it hurts<o:p></o:p>
It's like a steady pounding…so deep in my chest it could burst<o:p></o:p>
I have a love so deep for my people that it hurts<o:p></o:p>
And It pains me that some of them stopped listening after the first verse


