Proud 2 Be - N.O.R.E., M-1, Amanda Diva

Ey yo I speak sign language through the zig-zag that learnt raps

Hash all your cush in it, no bush in it

Life’s still hard, it’s supposed to be easier

Just catch one, catch them all wing a Livia

Graceful, my occupation about inauguration

So proud I got to live to see a black president

Skin tone, the same as mine

Black literature, same as mine

I ain’t into politics

That’s the re-occupants

Tyger balls stronger than control used to drag us here

This ain’t Luis, now her friend’s alias, distinct character

I have swallowed the anger that come from Attica

Ancestorly, staying in Africa, original

N.O.R.E.

named Obi like it’s biblical

Warrior, paint on my face, I’m feeling tribal

Bows and arrows, rocking camels through the red desert

Head all wrapped up, soon this shit nack’t up

Do Celatta for the church and the preacher

I gave you mad dumb shit, now I’m startin' to teach ya

Scientific, see my jewels I drop terrific

Wasn’t Christians till we came to America, you get it?

See, we live like muslims, kings in the mother land

They taught us to hate ourselves and slit each other’s hands

Treat out women like shit, it’s how you liked it

Turn into a crisis, real dumb fight shit

She the queen, she the mother of earth, you’re supposed to wife it

You’re so dumb, you’re still caught up in the same cycle

Sammy Sossa bleached his skin just like Michael

And black on black crime still flowin' like a fountain

And we were never meant to be cold and cold as mountains

We’re people of the sun, our skin is amazing

You can see a miracle through our pigmentation

Stop this war, stop a whole abomination

Ey e-ey e-ey

Be proud to be who you are are are

E-ey e-ey e-ey

Be proud to be who you are

Cause you are who we are

E-ey e-ey e-ey

Be proud to be who you are

You are who you are

Ey e-ey e-ey

Yo yo you know I’m proud to make a G yo (G yo)

That’s me y’all (me y’all)

Hanging on the system 'til we getting free y’all (free y’all)

Because everything is political, history moving cyclical

Nothing new, you ain’t inventing none of that shit you do

Stupid rappers say that they’re happy to crack regattas out of Africa

Ha-ha I trip back and laugh at ya

Talk about now, we can wear gold and do shows and fuck with these hoes

I’m like 'Wow!

Is you serious?

'

Post traumatic lay syndrome, homie delirious

Something wrong with your brain?

Explain what your theory is

Why am I surprised?

When’s the last time you heard music that made you wise like the sleep from

your eyes?

That why I’m so proud of N.O.R.E.

for telling the whole story

Of warriors, not for the fame and the glory

Disobey, disagree, question everything you see

Think of all my shackles and chains and all that’s left is me

Ey e-ey e-ey

Be proud to be who you are are are

E-ey e-ey e-ey

Be proud to be who you are

Cause you are who we are

E-ey e-ey e-ey

Be proud to be who you are

You are who you are

Ey e-ey e-ey