We gotta stay happy No matter how much they try to lock us away We gotta stay happy No matter how much they try to discipline us in they European ways We gotta stay happy No matter how much they try to tear a brother down We gotta stay happy They envy that this joy drives us Cause when we as people carry ourselves on our own backs, they can’t even pack half of that, regardless of the less of the spine they got Moral of the poem is Just know I love being black And Black joy comes from the simplest of things.... Me lookin’ the mirror and simply smilin’ I love being black I love this joy I feel I know it’s sounds repetitive But with love you always gotta restate the way you feel
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