O'hene Savant - Brown Baby lyrics

Brown baby look at you lying in the cradle I'm crying as I face you excited that they made you Know what awaits you more than you'll ever know Our first black president? You never know Maybe a firemen, a doctor or a beautician Maybe a writer and a doctor or a musician Like Dr. Simone with an honorary degree Maybe you could emcee sort of like me Baby the sky is the limit And you could be a pilot and fly all up in it Or you could be a astronaut Ask a lot you'll receive more ‘Cause those who don't ask a lot always need more How could you be poor? You're a descendent of King Tut Your great great great grandfather had bling, what? If you're royal you're eternally rich So all you gotta do is just learn to be rich Let your God be in the image that he created you in Otherwise your chances of being God are ruined They stole your history, that road's a mystery And thus had to dance to the ode of trickery Yes I call you strong ‘cause you made it Your grandfather was the slave on a slave-ship But don't confuse him with Imhotep or none of the rest Like Ramses who did what they can Fighting them damn thieves I can't see everything that's afoot but know this Some will always see you as a crook, it's bogus Pissed when they see you grab a book and focus Much rather see you be hopeless I'm sending this to the brown baby So pa** it on to your child when I'm ‘round eighty So brown baby this is my message to you So in essence my message is you Brown baby, son of the sun and earth Take this message for what it's worth Hear me out, brown baby you are the future so This is what I think you should know Brown baby, son of the sun and earth Take this message for what it's worth Hear me out, brown baby you are the future so This is what I think you should know Brown baby