Black History
Black history goes back down to our roots
It's apart of who we are
From Rosa Parks to Martin Luther King
We got to get up, raise our voice, and sing
We should be proud of who we are
Sometimes we're looked down upon because
people don't understand what's at hand
We're a people that's dwindling
But what matters most is that we love and care
Even though we might get a blank look or stare
Thank God for black history.
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