Yo Yeah

Yo, yeah

Yo, yeah

Yo, yeah

Yo, yo, yeah, yeah

Black is

Black is something to laugh about

Black is something to cry about

Black is serious, black is a feeling

Black is us, the beautiful people

That was when some of them bad niggas made beauty moving juju change as the drum musics hum!

Mojo vibrated and high Johns screamed through the bloods 'til Nomo hears the blood sounds

Nomo spoke intercourses and all the niggas listening acted missionaries too

Dig my people, they acted

The rhythms pulling their minds was one and move move moved

Universe-Earth spirits firing the soils to destroy the evil un-image

Cleanse the waste from the cold lands

Until the cosmos was whole again

And the world had become nude

3:30 in the morning, with not a soul in sight

We sat four deep at a traffic light

Talking about how dumb and brainwashed some of our brothers and sisters are

While we waited for a green light to tell us when to go