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Sacha Sacket lyrics : "The African Of 1963"

I am the African of 1963
Transformed to a millennium man
But I feel the sands sifting.


God gave me a pigeon
Roosting in the rain

While I spy discrimination
That dirty dove won't fly away.


So you wanna be a man? Jove bound me to the Sahara
You wanna be a man? With nothing but an eagle
You wanna be a man? And I am never leaving

You wanna be a man? Maybe I am only dreaming.

Now these !@$)s got a saying

The Lord is our Shepard.
Things started changing
The day Mathew was heard.

I am the African of 1963.
It's the same old discrimination
They just shifted the bigotry.


So you wanna be a man? Jove bound me to the Sahara If Prometheus
You wanna be a man? With nothing but an eagle Is choosing this,

You wanna be a man? And I am never leaving Then somewhere
You got heels in the backseat. Maybe I am only dreaming. I am choosing this.


You gonna be a man And I know there's a problem
Just need a dirty beat Too many sister gone under
To dance your pain It's the ballot or the bullet

And dance on your grave. Malcolm tattooed it.

I am the African of 1963 Blacker than blue. If Prometheus

Transformed to a millennium man Is choosing this,
But I feel the sands shifting. Then somewhere I am choosing this.

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