Revolutionary Died - Sho Baraka, Trip Lee

Hook

I got some tragic news today/

Real manhood has died, they say/

But you can wipe your tears away/

A Revolution is formed another will be born/

I got some tragic news today/

Real manhood has died, they say/

But you can wipe your tears away/

A new one is born so bring in the song/

I am changed escapin’my old ways/

Harriet Tubman on that underground train/

Too many men see the grave misinterpreting brave/

I could loose those chains if they knew they were slaves/

I thought a man was a pimp at a young age/

Now I try to honor women when the pen hits the page//

Its still hip-hop minus all the thuggin/

Take the poet and priest and put it in a husband/

Not boasting I’m far from perfect/

I’m just saying give the title to some cats who deserve it/

I know some men earned it/

Some strong role models who knows GOD’s purpose/

I know one song can’t change the world/

But maybe dude next door’ll stop beatin’his girl/

And maybe we can get some brothas out trap/

I just wanna change my block we’ll see what happens after that/

My cuzzo like I can make that dollar pretty quick/

Illegal stuff, I tell him he should work for it/

He looked me up down and stuck his mouth to the side/

Like c’mon you know you done I lost my mind/

He wants High Living but was forced in the basement/

Lets face it this is what racism has created/

I told my dog you’ll never catch the car don’t chase it/

So many kill themselves in world trying to make it/

Your appetite will eat you when you get a chance to taste it/

Their cups look full, but their lives look Wasted/

A fully furnished house but your soul feels vacant/

get some new thngs but feel the need to replace it/

yeah, this is man’s ordeal/

Decorate his frame to make himself feel real/

Or rob, steal, kill/

Any emotion is good as long as I feel/

No sir that’s aint what manhood is/

Life without morals and fruitless end/

I took him under my wing now the journey begin/

Hopefully another man can be born again/

This cat asking me how many shawties I tap/

I know you get a lot of play even in gospel rap/

I wasn’t too shocked if my discernments was right/

He type that hasn’t seen a brother honor his wife/

So instead of calling him stupid and causing a fight/

Just explained to this brother things I value in life/

He confused cuz he said you don’t look like the type/

That really lives all the stuff that you say on the mic /

He’s doubting my words like he needs some proof/

Plus he struggles with the idea of absolute truth/

He won’t practice those things which he don’t esteem/

If he hates absolute truth then he’s the Supreme being/

Then he has no standards, then he has no answers/

So his contributions in life is just prostate cancer/

I try to answer every question that he throws my way/

Hopefully another real man will be born today/