Ken Kessie - Famous and Dandy (Like Amos 'n' Andy) lyrics

[Hook:] What will we do to become famous and dandy Just like Amos 'n' Andy (2x) [Verse I] It's quite a spectacle To see us land in Waste receptacles As if we've planned it We're never skeptical When we get branded Then disrespectful Cause we feel abandoned The height of mediocrity Is the challenge Crawling through the entrails Of imbalance We learn to like to be the heroes We learn to lie to the brand name negroes We learn to laugh to avoid being angry We learn to k** and learn to go hungry We learn not to feel, for protection And we learn to flaunt when we get an erection [Hook:] What will we do to become famous and dandy Just like Amos 'n' Andy (2x) [Verse II] We're born believing we're greater than circumstance Infinitely stronger than chance As our first breath is handed We taste the double standard The need to wear the mask And with society's nurturing The psychic plastic surgery Begins to take effect As our souls watch astounded Our characters flounder Duplicitous identity Diction and contradiction Have become the sk**s Of a**imilation Razor honed to perfection From the moment of creation It's gone from identity crisis To survival Slingshot to rifle Sin to revival Try to get looked at But not poked in the eyeball Warned of our impurities Afraid of insecurities Real life experts of the artificial Athletes and entertainers Have become the minstrels On commercials [Hook:] [Verse III] On screen or off we can be rented To perform any feat And we reflect the images presented By the media's elite Positive or negative attention Is viewed as success U.S.D.A. African American Beef Is seen as progress We never ask ourselves Too many questions Too much truth in introspection Maintain the regimentation And avoid self-degradation We act out all the stereotypes Try to use them as decoy And we become shining examples Of the system we set out to destroy Cause even in the most radical groups You will find That when you stray from the doctrine You'll see hard times [Hook:] [Verse IV] Being kicked in the closed mouth Or smiling with no teeth They're both choices, yes But it's impossible to eat Uneducated, underdeveloped Undisciplined but mostly unaware We join the flavor of the month club We swallow the flavor of the month Well holding our crotch Was the flavor of the month b**h this b**h that Was the flavor of the month Being a thug Was the flavor of the month Then no to d** Was the flavor of the month Kangol Was the flavor of the month Rope gold Was the flavor of the month Adidas shoes Was the flavor of the month Then bashing Jews Was the flavor of the month Gentrification Was the flavor of the month Isolation Was the flavor of the month My pockets are so empty I can feel my testicles Cause I spent all my money on some plastic African necklaces And I still don't know what the colors mean... RED, BLACK AND GREEN [Hook: x2]