Tech N9ne - Message To The Black Man lyrics

[Intro: Tech N9ne] This song is very close and dear to my heart, man To be able to say something like this It takes a hella motherf**er to say it This song is deticated to all my people It's called "Message To The Black Man" Check it out My people you 'posed to be My people ain't ya But my people ain't somthin' that I see Cuz ain't enough of you at my shows We've been all over the globe Yeah we makin the dough But y'all ain't spendin it My people you 'posed to be My people ain't ya But my people ain't somthin' that I see Cuz ain't enough of you up on my records And peep at my shows Y'all don't know that I'm about to become boss And take control It started on the slave shift If field n***as would eventually take the day shift With house n***as inside loyalty may shift And it did divide us now we still need a race lift f** a face lift I ain't changin my identity For energy from any that's obscenity Now in 2000 and 7 we sick and ain't no remedy Jealousy envy and murderous like you ain't no kin to me Guess we ain't n***a we go hard in tha paint n***a Still when you see me out you ain't the one who faint n***a It's them other mans from them other lands They listen to me more than my sister and brother man I could see if I was a wack mother-f**er b**hin about the way that my people act mother-f**er But I do spit my people don't be so f**in reclusive Get off your lazy a** like you know somthin about music My people you 'posed to be My people ain't ya But my people ain't somthin' that I see Cuz ain't enough of you at my shows We've been all over the globe Yeah we makin the dough But y'all ain't spendin it My people you 'posed to be My people ain't ya But my people ain't somthin' that I see Cuz ain't enough of you up on my records And peep at my shows Y'all don't know that I'm about to become boss And take control You cry about the way I paint my face It ain't y'all taste little homie let me state my case I'm not a devil; a dam jester rumors can fester Never lift up a demon with an image of my ancestors African act like you see me when you be traffickin Laughter when you frowned up at me your hatred is bafflin You watch American Idol my people my paints is tribal It symbolizes not evil but the will instilled survival You n***as be so tuff the moment we roll up Your upper lip rolled up you hatin me so what Everyone knows us my city is sold up My shows crush but y'all don't show up They say it's more than money b**hes who*es It's funny this is war my people at his door And I'm knockin meanwhile we rockin Globally and it's sad man Lite-like attendance Got my people lookin real bad man My people you 'posed to be My people ain't ya But my people ain't somthin' that I see Cuz ain't enough of you at my shows We've been all over the globe Yeah we makin the dough But y'all ain't spendin it My people you 'posed to be My people ain't ya But my people ain't somthin' that I see Cuz ain't enough of you up on my records And peep at my shows Y'all don't know that I'm about to become boss And take control I wouldn't be b**hin if I didn't want you around me The way you wright me off as a demon astounds me Brother Lynch, 40 Water, Federation, DMX, Buster Rhymes, Quincy, and X-clan found me Brother Jay homie he with me to this day homie Who you know that's blacker than that With a Staff and a Lac My people lovin that trash thy rap I'm immaculate maybe they grab it If I was blastin a mac Attackin my people Cuz I'm black and I'm lethal With this rap I don't trap I don't crack Why do you be so close-minded when I'm rhyme it Wishin you could find it Everybody but you motherf**ers get behind it And I'm doper than a key n***a Message to we-n***as Rockin sold out shows Is where I'm gonna be n***a And that's all I sell out Somethin you should see n***a I bet you'd come and see it If I told you it was free n***a My people you 'posed to be My people ain't ya But my people ain't somthin' that I see Cuz ain't enough of you at my shows We've been all over the globe Yeah we makin the dough But y'all ain't spendin it My people you 'posed to be My people ain't ya But my people ain't somthin' that I see Cuz ain't enough of you up on my records And peep at my shows Y'all don't know that I'm about to become boss And take control [Outro] Act like you know I'm your very own, motherf**ers Ardcore sh**, stop buying all that bootleg bullsh**, too Support your mutherf**ing artist And big scoob said, when he finds out who's f**in' Bootlegin the summer edition, Rogue Dog sh** He's at that motherf**ing a** And I'm right behind his motherf**ing a**, you dig me? Tech N9ne, n***a!