America's Worst Nightmare (Part 2)
A black man unafraid
Stand tall
Walk tall
Yeah know stroller needed to support me
I stand for something so you just can't tell me anything
Knowledge passed down from my heritage
That gave me power
Made me forever hungry
Thirst for more knowledge
Success can't even quench my thirst
Maybe want go down in black history
But want to be remebered
Not Malcom or Martin
But they both helped paved the way
They set a standard for me to follow
Day to Year
So I plan to win in this game called life
My map drawn out precisely
Nothing can get my way
Nothing can stop me
I'm your biggest fear
I'm a black man's dream
But I'm American's Worst Nightmare
Copyright © Vandell Mccary Jr | Year Posted 2006
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