Acknowledge

You don't know who you are
 Look back into your past, brother
 Look back into your past, sister
 You don't know who you are
 Look back into your past, sister
 Look back into your past, brother
 My forefather was a king
 He wore fat gold chains and fat ruby rings
 Nobody believes this to be true
 Maybe it's because my eyes ain't blue
 You ain't gonna find it in your history book
 Come here, young blood and take a look
 You dig down deep inside this hard cover
 Don't you know you was bought, brother?
 All you read about is slavery
 Never about the black man's bravery
 You look at the pictures and all they show is
 African people with bones in their noses
 That ain't true, that's a lie
 You didn't get that from my lemon pie
 Yeah, I cut class, I got a D
 'Cause history meant nothing to me
 Except a definite nap that's why I always sat in the back
 I'd talk to girls or write a rhyme 'cause I didn't know
 All times are black man's times
 When I was young my mama told me stories
 Of black peoples' fight to bring us glory
 I used to think these were stories to put me to sleep
 But now I know mama's talk wasn't cheap
 Now I know Afrika's for Afrikaans
 And history's the blood of every woman and man
 Now I begin another search, the incredibly involved
 The incredibly difficult and incredibly frustrating search
 Now I begin another search, the incredibly involved
 The incredibly difficult and incredibly frustrating search
 Trying to pull together the history of the people
 Page one, page two, page three
 And still no signs of me
 Yeah, so I looked into the table of contents
 They wrote a little thing about us in the projects
 The only history we make is if we kill somebody
 Rape somebody but other than that we're nobody
 Speaking like a brother living in the jungle
 I know I was here first but I remain humble
 Now it's time to rekindle the fire
 A tribe of young brothers with the eye of the tiger
 Acknowledge your own, we have a home
 Put on this earth to live and roam
 Christopher chose to explore
 Discovered America, yeah, sure
 He thought the planet was square
 Traveled many places but we already had been there
 We left tracks, backtrack back
 First civilization, you know where that was found at
 Looking for the true black days of glory
 But you read in history, that's his story
 The red's for the blood and the black's for the man
 The green is the color that stands for the land
 The red's for the blood and the black's for the man
 The green is the color that stands for the land
 The red's for the blood and the black's for the man
 The green is the color that stands for the land
 The red's for the blood and the black's for the man
 The green is the color that stands for the land