Zango Kubheka - An Angry Shade of Black Lyrics

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I'm an angry black man
Justifiably so
I have so many stories to tell
That you'll never know
Because you can't see past
My nappy hair and pigmentation
I suffer the indignation
Of bearing a reputation
That's historically inaccurate
The acumen of white men
Who came and colonized my ancestors
Has been the precedent
Poison disguised as medicine
You think I'll be pacified
By the fact that my skin-tone
Happens to be that of President
Nah
Never that
Until we get the land back
I'll stay mad
The land that my forefathers had
That they tilled
Whose red soil is tinted with blood
That your hate spilled
You wanted my race killed
But as long as you pay bills
You'll always find a way to mitigate
Undermine, down play
And when it suits you, imitate
The plight of my people
Never give, you always take
Shows when you appropriate
That reconciliations fake
I hate to say
I'm a black man
Angry black man
With black skin
And black friends
Beautiful melanin
Angry and I'm black
I'm a black man
Angry black man
With black skin
And black friends
Beautiful melanin
Angry and I'm black
It's hard to be a black body
Especially one who doesn't necessarily uhm
Conform to the roles that
Society would assign to them
It's really hard to exist in a world where
You understand what you're capable of
And the greatness you can achieve
But you're just so blinded
Or so obstructed
By systemic obstacles
And by people who live
In a position of privilege
And won't acknowledge that privilege
And won't acknowledge what your people
Have had to overcome
To get you to where you are
I've been praying for peace
In these streets
And I'll continue
To do so
Play the game
Until I find a loophole
I'm bucking the system
Breaking the wheel
I'm upsetting the establishment
Fuck your corporate ladder
I'm already senior management
Lavish with this mentality
Actually my duality's
Factually in-congruent
With what we see as reality
Bet that you won't believe this
But Jesus was but a negus
They say he's white
To perpetuate complexes
And defeat us (Uh)
Emancipate yourself
From mental slavery
We are the chosen ones
Contrary to whatever they believe
Their superiority complex
Is nothing but make believe
And so I disregard anything
They might have to say to me
I'm African
Not African American
Just African
Indoda yom'zulu
I'm darker than Skywalker
Anakin
Kubheka Khathide
Wena Masobode
Wasobodel' uk'vala amasango
Masebak' kokotela
Wavul' indela
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(One, two, three, four)
(Uh)
(Check)
I'm an angry black man
Justifiably so
I have so many stories to tell
That you'll never know
Because you can't see past
My nappy hair and pigmentation
I suffer the indignation
Of bearing a reputation
That's historically inaccurate
The acumen of white men
Who came and colonized my ancestors
Has been the precedent
Poison disguised as medicine
You think I'll be pacified
By the fact that my skin-tone
Happens to be that of President
Nah
Never that
Until we get the land back
I'll stay mad
The land that my forefathers had
That they tilled
Whose red soil is tinted with blood
That your hate spilled
You wanted my race killed
But as long as you pay bills
You'll always find a way to mitigate
Undermine, down play
And when it suits you, imitate
The plight of my people
Never give, you always take
Shows when you appropriate
That reconciliations fake
I hate to say
I'm a black man
Angry black man
With black skin
And black friends
Beautiful melanin
Angry and I'm black
I'm a black man
Angry black man
With black skin
And black friends
Beautiful melanin
Angry and I'm black
It's hard to be a black body
Especially one who doesn't necessarily uhm
Conform to the roles that
Society would assign to them
It's really hard to exist in a world where
You understand what you're capable of
And the greatness you can achieve
But you're just so blinded
Or so obstructed
By systemic obstacles
And by people who live
In a position of privilege
And won't acknowledge that privilege
And won't acknowledge what your people
Have had to overcome
To get you to where you are
I've been praying for peace
In these streets
And I'll continue
To do so
Play the game
Until I find a loophole
I'm bucking the system
Breaking the wheel
I'm upsetting the establishment
Fuck your corporate ladder
I'm already senior management
Lavish with this mentality
Actually my duality's
Factually in-congruent
With what we see as reality
Bet that you won't believe this
But Jesus was but a negus
They say he's white
To perpetuate complexes
And defeat us (Uh)
Emancipate yourself
From mental slavery
We are the chosen ones
Contrary to whatever they believe
Their superiority complex
Is nothing but make believe
And so I disregard anything
They might have to say to me
I'm African
Not African American
Just African
Indoda yom'zulu
I'm darker than Skywalker
Anakin
Kubheka Khathide
Wena Masobode
Wasobodel' uk'vala amasango
Masebak' kokotela
Wavul' indela
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