Luyện nghe bài hát Brother

We deal in too externals, brother.
afros, handshakes, and dashikis.

Never can a man build a working for black capitalism.
does a man read Mao or Fanon.

I think I know you black revolutionaries too well.
Standing on a box on a corner, about blowing the white boy away.
not where it's at, yet, brother.

Calling man an Uncle Tom,
And this woman to get an afro,
But you won't speak to her if she looks like hell, will you,

Some of us been you act out kinda closely.
And by now it's looking kinda shaky, the way you rushing people with your super-black bag.
Jumping down on brothers with both feet they are after their B.A.
But never around when your B.A. is in danger.
I your black ASS.

I think it was a too easy to forget that you were a negro before Malcolm.
You drove your white girl through the every Friday night,
While the grass stared in envy and drank wine.
Do you

You get your memory banks organized, brother.
Show that man you call an Uncle Tom just he is wrong.
Show woman that you are a sincere black man.

All we need you to do is UP AND BE BLACK.
Help woman.
that man.
That's what are for, brother.