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Published on Sep 9, 2007

"With The Key [Sissies]: The Very Best of Deep Dickollective"
available at http://jubakalamka.bandcamp.com

Deep Dickollective's "For Colored Boys" is included in the
groundbreaking lyric compendium "The Anthology of Rap"
(Yale University Press, 2010)


Deep Dickollective (D/DC)
"For Colored Boys"
from the sugartruck recordings CD
"On Some Other"
© 2007 Deep Dickollective,LLC
Essexincantations (BMI)

Mr. ManMan:

This is a song made for colored boys
Whose rainbows forgot how to bloom
Whose moons forgot
how to change into suns
To illuminate the gray days
This is a song made for colored boys
Whose heroes forgot how to fly
Whose wings were clipped with rage
And cages waited to take them
with no reason why
This is a song made for colored boys
Whose up-ins that never come up
Whose mothers and fathers
became the sons and the daughters
of revolution's internal corrupt

(Choral intro)

So This Is for the colored boys
Colored boys like me
Brother,fencewalker, fringe society
pressure rising exponentially


This is for the colored boys like me
dirty dirty, the city streets
literary geeks that control,
alternate and delete
to reboot,we be the strange fruit
Blackberri sweet juice
we be rigging your reel
telling our truth
we got moves like Langston Hughes
be the Countee Cullen blues,
be the soul of his shoes
Marvin White's blackbirds
taking flight with words

from our pens and manifestos,
we bourgie and ghetto
thug and crud,
the "nigga please!" and "nigga what?!"
the Essex of the mic check,
we the boys suspect
when they fail to love themselves well
we Ntozake's warriors,
pomo revolutionary males
following our heart
we continue to spark
sunshine in the dark
D/DC,Famous Outlaw emcees,we get free


We on some other shit
spit so sick, choke on it
Hear me on MySpace JBRap sick with it
call me Gaylord feel the face
and fire grace
of those who expired
Rickey,Kaya, Alize' and Tanya
we miss you bad, love- won't retire
ready to blow like Golden State,puff
white girl. we done had enough
moist and sticky on the same brain
like cotton field's pain
in yesterday's rain
now how you gon' make it through
all the hate and all the anguish?
ball to the death, and stand tall
ball to the death, and stand tall

chorus (1x):

So This Is for the colored boys
Colored boys like me
Brother,fencewalker, fringe society
pressure rising exponentially and yet,we traverse on
Well I was born inside of a pot of gold
at the end of a rainbow
that no one knows
so the answer is clear if you recognize
if you're looking for truth,
look into my eyes


The point of this colored noise
This joint is is for colored boys
This is for Essex,Assoto,
Donald and Marlon Troy
This is for Aime',for Melvin,
Claude,and for Countee C.
This is for Larry Duckette,
for Joseph and Jimmy B.
For cousins and lovers who couldn't be because you had laughed
This is for Luther,Poetic,
Eazy,and Sugar Shaft
For brothers whose ames
we will never know, I'mma get it right
Labeija, Infiniti,
Ninjas twistin' it through the night
In spite of the pressure and expectations to hide desire
Like Bayard who paved it
through slings and arrows
while walking fire
We Pomo our Afros
so Homo stories will see the light
The slights had me frightened,
but now I'm ready to fuck and fight

Bridge (1x):

Chocolate colored rainbows,
black boys get on down
Chocolate colored rainbows,
love to hear that sound


I like to see your shades of brown
I like to see you get on down
love to see them boys get down
I like that U.K.-Irish brown
I like that Tamil-Trini brown
love to,love to see the sound
I love to see the sound,
I love to see the brown
love to see that sound ( I like to...)

chorus 1x

bridge 1x


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