Lyrics Black - Ric Angel feat. Dwight Amey Sr.

Under the sun Africa marchin' to the beat of our own drum
Ethiopia and Egypt were her strength
We got the soul stamina
That's why they jealous, they all want some
I know Ethiopia's black
I know Egypt is black
Under the sun Africa
If I could have a conversation
With this white guy (under the sun Africa)
I would ask him, explain about all these
Black countries (under the sun Africa)
How in the second chapter of Genesis
We got three rivers (under the sun Africa)
And all of 'em are surrounded by black people
And they're right in the beginning of the bible (under the sun Africa)
Put yo fist up in the air
Ahhh
Black, Black
Ahhh
Black, Black
Under the sun Africa
Marching to the beat of our own drum
We got the soul stamina
That's why they jealous, they all want some
Healing power (power)
Deep in the blood of our veins
Mystic flower (flower)
Surrounded by the lion's mane
It ain't a mystery, yeah
They put us in slavery, yeah
To keep the discovery, yeah
Of our true identity, yeah
Melanin is so, so deep in us
God's spirit is runnin' all up in us
Go ahead be natural, we spiritual
Black power showin' up
Fro'd up (fro'd up)
Fist up
Sing Hallelujah, thank you (Hallelujah)
This ain't a warnin'
We're celebratin', Jesus (Jesus)
Black
I'm black yeah
I'm black
I'm black yeah
Black
I'm black yeah (Black)
I'm black
I'm black yeah
Black
Uh, yeah, flip it
Sat down and had a conversation with God (God)
Gave me information for all you Bobs (Bobs)
Y'all owe us compensation and reparations
That's just the half of it
Every one of our ancestors from Sheba to Musa knew
That we were created for greatness, hence the Rulers
Before the red, white and blue yeah
Black diamond on the earrings
Black on the shoestrings
All black, thick black, everywhere
Face down only when I pray
Take your hoo-rays you weren't invited anyway
God is the almighty
We writin' new history
BLM, no mored deadly ends
This is it
Fro'd up (fro'd up, black)
Fist up (black)
Sing Hallelujah, thank ya (Hallelujah, black)
This ain't a warnin'
We're celebratin', Jesus (Jesus, black)
Black (black)
I'm black yeah
I'm black
I'm black yeah
Black
I'm black yeah (Black)
I'm black
I'm black yeah
Black
Black
Keep on marchin'
Keep on prayin'
That's what we gonna do (That's what we gonna do)
No more silence
Y'all so violent
But y'all blame it on us
We ain't done anything wrong
Brotha man just went out for a jog
Baby girl was asleep in bed
And baby boy was just getting some licorice
Y'all never ask us questions
Y'all just shoot instead
But for the white-skinned
Even if, when y'all committed it
Y'all just forget about it
I'm so tired of all y'all bullshit
But we here to stay
And y'all gon' learn today
Fro'd up (fro'd up)
Fist up (black)
Sing Hallelujah, thank ya (Hallelujah)
This ain't a warnin'
We're celebratin', Jesus (Jesus, black)
Black
Black
I'm glad I heard that
I'm glad I heard that guy say that Lance
Because I missed that
I missed the second chapter
Where it talks about these three rivers
And every, and every one of these lands are black people
Black
Black
Anyway hey, I'll talk to you again