Luyện nghe bài hát Brother

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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