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"Where's Your Heart?" | |||||||
Say, my brotha, where's your heart? Oh, don't look at me confused. Aren't you tired of being used and abused? It's time for a heart check, so check yourself. No my brotha, I'm not talking about your health. I'm talking about strength, like when we were Kings. Taking care of our families and responsibilities, and not just accepting what life brings. I'm talking about wisdom, like a 95 year old man. Someone who knows his history, and because of it, not affraid to make a stand. My brotha, I'm also talking about humbleness. Not all of that "Flossin" and all that type of mess. Stand up! Have no fear in your heart. Be a leader for your people right from the start. Take a stand like a man, and she'll understand about the plan from a grand black man who, for his community, is taking the ulitmate stand. My Sista, do you have heart? If you are not sure what I mean, then let me tell you your part. First, let's talk about your strength, and how it applies to you. You see my queen, now-a-days, you have to be the mother and the father too. I know it's a shame that you have to be both woman and man. And because of that, I give you much props, just for doing the best you can. I can't forget about your LOVE. Yes, the love you've displayed in my time of need. Knowing that you are the fruit of the world, and you know, you bare nature's seed. What about the heart of respect? Not just for your man, but for yourself. Realizing that you don't have to have a man to be sucessfull and have wealth. My queen, you are fierce and bold, looking better as you grow old, whether it's hot or it's cold, your heart is still as pure as gold. To my brothas and sistas who can't relate to this rhyme. I'm letting you know, you are running out of time. If you are one to disrespect one another so you can get some neighborhood respect. Then place your hand on your chest, because it's time for a heart check. ~Keith Banks~ |
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