Verse (Price):

Congratulations, you’ve made it this far Million Man March

Taper fades with the parts, man I’m so John Henry Clark

Where do I start, We can go to the richest man in history being black

Or Auntie’s house where it’s milk frozen in freezer bags

Or hit the block where they holding sticks like Barry Bonds

Or hit the Mosque where brothers say “we of Farrakhan,” pick your soldier

Or let Claude Anderson teach you how you can hit your quota

Used to half way open the Sprite can to sip the soda

Give Mr. Devin $200 bet he can fix ya motor

Or I can show you a few single mothers lifting boulders

Because her man got locked for something the government now profits from

But... we survive anything so save your pity ‘cause we proved them wrong

We made Diddy’s, we made Delaney’s, we made cities, they burned them down

We made Jiffy, F**K cornbread we stay busy, set the trends we stay jiggy

Barbeques we made memories

If you ask me these the raps that could have saved Whitney

I got a few exes wishing they would’ve stayed with me

Probably should’ve prayed with me, ‘cause we all got curses to break

We just CLRD kids puttin’ our purpose in place

From a place, experiencing everything from churches to hate

Big Popeyes chicken and Church’s debates with no personal space

We slap snoop through the day but on sunday we let Kirk Franklin play

And we call that shit a ghetto symphony, I know y’all feel the energy

STOP... Black man know your worth before you sign that dot

Watch... Black Queen when they wanna speak on while your hair in knots

Stay true... Better love your color can’t be ashamed

Shootin’ craps, rhymin’ packs, watchin’ Stella Got Her Groove Back

Built this land, you better know facts

Put the Pyramids on our backs

One with the Sun, Stars and the Moon

Naturally glow, the brightest in the room