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Ain't no new thing
It's based on the fact that white people
Continue to rip off black artists
They continue to steal their material, their styles
The very cultural elements that make
The black artist the outstanding artist
Residing pale within a dark culture
I come with respect, not as a vulture
Been aware of another history
I realise race defining me
I believe in the spirit of man, woman
I use this belief to help me overstand
Skin is race and culture ideology
Difference in thought, small biology
But when black is black, white is white
Must resist the wrong to expose the right
So black culture unified and strong
Revealing its truth through a history long
But then this culture talks to me
Learn me lessons and dance with me
Shares friendship, love and joke with me
Goes to school and clubs with me
For in the city where leprechauns eat plantain dumplings
Pattie pie and mash and whelks and boiled
Bacon and cabbage mixed with curry
Become the city smell, so don't you worry
'Cause it's natural to be together
Or each a forever and not a never
But I will never try to be black
Or claim understanding for which I lack
For if you see the legacy of whiteness hanging from these bones
A body must give a spirit a home
We pray for the creator's master plan
Peace and happiness in all the lands
Peace and happiness throughout the land
I wish to be nothing, I am what I am
Acknowledge limitations, I do what I can
To add to a struggle, I struggle for a culture
Seeking guidance, not fly with the vulture
Joe Slovo's in the bush, spear of the nation
We're with a pen in the heart of the nation
Building a future for our children in the city
So the spirit fly with no fear or pity
But for now, the future must be confirmed
Sky is full of flags that have not learned
To fly together in the breeze upon high
Mistrust and power still colour the eye
Pray for the creator's master plan
Peace and happiness in every land
Peace and happiness throughout the land
I pray for strength to keep eyes on the prize
Resist individualism of root lies
Realise the present power must be shifted
While helping this generation gifted
And giving for the giving, not giving for the taking
Culture for building, now we're making
Culture's not static, but always shift
This is no shame, more a gift
Blood sits crying in pushchairs and the prams
We hold the future with two tiny hands
Sharing the taking for the giving
'Scaping them goats lost in the living
Pray for the creator's master plan
Peace and happiness in all the lands
Peace and happiness throughout the land
I'm down that these thoughts not belong to me
But all that and those that have created me
Not floating in a mind, more a reflection
Of a life in a world, land, city selection
Pale and a green tinge in a dark culture
I speak for no one, I try to kill the vulture
Lord made of sunlight enlighten the flower
Peace is for sharing, and that's the power
The future is equal, both black and white
The future is today, followed by the night