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Black mothers need sons

“I was mad at this news an’ so was my brothers

And I wanted to get violent but I’m a lover of black mothers

And black mothers need sons

Not children that’s been killed by guns.”

Concerto in X Minor, Brand Nubian

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Lessons in the Lyrics: Guns (Spice and Company)

Carnival time! Bacchanal time! Wine up yuh waist to this classic soca hit. Ladies, forget about the gangstas, and stick with the man who knows the right kind of gun to use (and you better keep the safety on THAT one too, come to think about it!). Thank you, Spice and Company: knowledge is power AND fun!

Too many guns in dis town,

Too many guns passing round!

Too many guns in dis town,

Too many guns passing round!

Is every day you open de paper

All you read ‘bout is murder.

Man, this ting here is sad,

But de whole damn world goin mad!

This one have a gun, that one have a gun

Man they gon shoot each other for fun.

When the men kill the men all that remain is women.

It is then I gon have me fun,

It is then I gon draw me gun,

It is then I gon take the chance,

Cause the only gun I got is the gun inside me…

This one have a gun, that one have a gun

Man they gon shoot each other for fun.

When the men kill the men all that remain is women.

It is then I gon have me fun,

It is then I gon draw me gun,

It is then I gon take the chance,

I gon kill them with romance!

Lessons in the Lyrics: Forget I was a G (Whitehead Brothers)

This classic from the soundtrack of the movie “Jason’s Lyric” (1994) really speaks to the issue of a man getting out of the gangsta lifestyle for the love of a woman. Self-reflection is key, he asks himself: “What would I do if I was to lose my girl? How would she feel if I was to leave this world?” Words to live by.

Forget I was a G (Whitehead Brothers)

Street life, it’s the only life I know

All the hustlin and the building

Living on my own

No one…I can love no one to trust

Til you came into my life girl

Now I’m giving it all up

For you…

Get down and pray

That you will stay

With a man like me

And forget I was a G.

Threw away my pager, got my number changed again

No more business calls from other Gs try’na hustle up some ends

Moved to a new location where nobody knows my name

I’ll just live my life in love with you cuz I’m finally out the game.

Get down and pray

That you will stay

With a man like me

And forget I was a G.

I used to hustle on the block

Pull out me glock

Lick some shots!

If you didn’t have me money, straight goin in ya tip

Til I met this fly honeydip

Oh shhhhh!

Ask no questions, I’ll tell you no lie

This girl was fly

Put me off that vibe

Oh my!

So I had to stop hustlin

Cuz hustling was the road to the clink.

She made me think:

What would I do if I was to lose my girl?

How would she feel if I was to leave this world?

Now this lady showed me how to bury the old me

I’m living in peace

Cuz I’m no longer an OG.

Get down and pray

That you will stay

With a man like me

And forget I was a G.

I don’t wanna be a G no more…

I don’t wanna be a G no more…

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