Message to the Black Man Tech N9ne

[Intro: Tech N9ne]
This song is very close and dear to my heart, man
To be able to say something like this
It takes a hell of a motherfucker to say it
This song is dedicated to all my people
It's called Message To The Black Man
Check it out

[Chorus]
My people you 'posed to be
My people ain't ya
But my people ain't something that I see
'Cause ain't enough of you at my shows
We've been all over the globe
Yeah, we makin' the dough
But y'all ain't spinnin' it
My people you 'posed to be
My people ain't ya
But my people ain't something that I see
'Cause ain't enough of you up on my records
And peepin' my shows
Y'all don't know that I'm about to become boss and take control

[Verse 1]
It started on the slave ships (slave ships)
And field niggas would eventually take the day shift
With house niggas inside, loyalty may shift
And it did divide us, now we still need a race lift
Fuck a face lift
I ain't changing my identity
For energy from any that's obscenity
Now in 2007 we sick and ain't no remedy
Jealousy, envy, and murder, it's like you ain't no kin to me
Guess we ain't, nigga, we go hard in the paint, nigga
Still when you see me out, you ain't the one who faint, nigga
It's them other fans from them other lands
They listen to me more than my sister and brother, man
I could see if I was a wack motherfucker
Bitchin' about the way that my people act, motherfucker
But I do spit, my people don't be so fuckin' reclusive
Get off of your lazy ass like you know something about music