Sandra Suubi, African Footprint - Tales Of Men lyrics

This is for my people
Say, this is for my people

Yo, they say that time tells the tales of men
The clock ticks as I dwell
Within where the self begins
My school of thought start expellin' friends
Till I'm a yo, I'm alone again
On the poem again
A Love Jones in the cold of winter
Lecture new move to Cologne for him
My heart and soul for him
I figure love is like a journey when
You lose yourself to find your
Home again, hey yo, the road is thin
And let's travel my path, a long battle
Teenage parents and drug
Addicts, gangster rap, love ballads
Green tea and thug passion
The plight is enough
Passive they jacket like say somethin'
And see what happen
Another portrait of the aft
Hard stares, fingers snappin'
Raw and wasted talent
Handcuffs an urban fashion
I suppose it's off balance and
There must be, must be, must be

To my people stuck in poverty
All around the world, all around the world
To my people who be sufferin'
All around the world, all around the world
To my people who be fatherless
All around the world, all around the world
To my people who be strugglin'
All around the world, hey my ghetto children
All around the world

I was in Beijing carrying the burden of
Had to put it down to
Dissect and overstand it
The antics of life and
Livin' could damage the
So I stay strict and keep my
Name balanced like I'm Robin Givens
Scottie Pippen status young Malcolm
It's been the dreams deferred
We know all about 'em so found 'em
Renaissanced on the streets of Harlem
North Philly, Hussein, that modern day Sodom
Phone call with a sister that
I known since college
Talkin' that old waitin', that exhale garbage
The problem we forget with how
We play a part in how we attract, coast
And maintain the nonsense
Regardless, had to climb inside
Search the gardens
Astonished to find I was lookin' for a father
A elder sat me down, stripped me of my armor
Said you'll only find his private parts
He'll never have half his heart
And he will never have half his heart
Ooh, and he will never have half his heart
Hey, he will never have, uh
And he will never have half his heart

To my people stuck in poverty
All around the world, all around the world
To my people who be sufferin'
All around the world, all around the world
To my people who be fatherless
All around the world, all around the world
To my people who be strugglin'
All around the world, hey my ghetto children
All around the world
To my people stuck in poverty
All around the world, all around the world
To my people who be sufferin'
All around the world, all around the world
To my people who be fatherless
All around the world, all around the world
To my people who be strugglin', stugglin'
All around the world, say, I say strugglin'
All around the world

This is for my people this is for my people
This is for my people this is for my people
Say, this is for my people
And this is for my people


They say that time tells the tales of men

Uh, they say that time tells the tales of men