to this fact Black is black, is black, is black Black is black, is black, is black Black is black, is black, is black Way back when in '68 when brothers
Traduction: Jungle Brothers. Black Is Black.
that kind of nigga Brother J, whatcha' say? Brother J, Brother J, whatcha' say? Brother J, whatcha' say? Brother J, whatcha' say? [Brother J] Yeah!
educated black man So point blank in your face, pump up the bass and join the human race I throw peace to the Bay Cause from the Jungle to Oaktown, they
is stressed And no rest, forever weary My eyes stay teary for all the brothers that are buried in the cemetery Shit is scary, how black on black crime
a cameo, since I rocked rope chains Since I had gold fronts with the Polo frames Since "Goin' Way Back," since pro black rap Since the Jungle Brothers
Legend's in the house Talib Kweli will work it out My man Apl.De is in the house Will.I.Am is definitely in the house Fergie Ferg is in the house Whadup
NEW YORK!!!! Yeah! I ain't finshed yet! Mr. Magic, Chuck Chillout, Audio Two A Tribe Called Quest, De La Soul, Black Sheep, Jungle Brothers Leaders Of
the D-to-the-O, the-V-to-the-E And can't another brother cook these delicacies See can't another brother cook these delicacies See can't another brother
the pot) (Pease Porridge in the pot) (Nine days old) [POS:] Can't stand, can't stand, can't stand the pop music Brother, brother, brothers pop a lot
the levels are straight out the jungle (The Jungle, the Jungle, the Brothers, the Brothers) [Afrika:] De La Soul, from the soul Black medallions, no
the levels are straight out the jungle (The Jungle, the Jungle, the Brothers, the Brothers) [AFRIKA:] De La Soul from the soul Black medallions no gold
Hell no!" A black woman is my manager, not in the kitchen So could you please stop bitchin? "Stalkin.. walkin in my big black boots" [Brother J] [Cube
butt and no chest Black women have bodies like goddesses Sorta like Venus, but put away your penis Cause the devil is a savage motherfucker That's why
and we just passed the truth Passin through the streets of the murder capital Where you think ya own brothers after you So you ain't got no other brother
been hard for me Trying strugglin' in the streets But where I've been- Is no longer where I'm at And where I'm going- Is not where I'm stoppin' at It
