Langston

Life for me aint been no crystal stair

But the tacks and splinters there they were rarely bared

I am the darker brother but I don't sing america

I'd rather back my people shield them from the terror

Or enlighten them through syncopated tunes

Your cries for unity will damn near always be refused

That's why I speak to those who will listen and speak at the ones who won't

Some ask if I think that wastes my time, it's obvious, I don't

If only one of us is saved by me giving a hoody who

Then that time was allocated well I'm glad I gave the oop

This is coming from a black man's soul

Who's only goal in this thing is that we all grow old