DESCRIPTION:
Produced by Juba Kalamka

From the album '"On Some Other"
(sugartruck recordings, 2007)
©2007 Deep Dickollective LLC

Available on the album
"With The Key [Sissies]: The Very Best of Deep Dickollective"
(sugartruck recordings, 2012)

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MAN OF ME
(Brown/Kalamka/Lalgee/West)
Essexincantations (BMI)


Solis B. Lalgee:

I was only 21
The first time I felt the touch of another son
One kiss from him, our heart was one
Our love begun, solid to done
He stood there drenched in the rain
Surprise in his eyes, running from my name
Eyes fell upon us disdain
As if to ask if we were ashamed, remained

Chorus (1x)

And I was so afraid so very afraid
Until a man of me love made
Until a man of he him love made

Pointfive;

No beds,but carpet fresh dreads
entwined and flesh combined to mesh minds
I flash back to mustache
and acts rash and dashed off
lotioning to splash the ash off
cast off the reigns from thought
and let spray with chains of DNA
make hot spots and stains
remains of the day with no end
to bend men who been more than friends
eyes cut wide with shade and lies
and paralyzed denial and trial
to style wars and tours of duty for booty
and wanting more for for four score
baskets low hanging and slangin'
and rappin' and sangin' and gangbangin;
clanging pots n' panzy 'cross dreams
and knees and hands for niggas
please and steez, and swinging from trees
its me, gittin' the grease to ease the way
speaking the name afraid to say
in morning the morning affording the lay
with deuce and a tray

chorus (2x)

I was so afraid
Of everything I've ever been
And all the things I'll ever be
Because a half a dozen
With innocence stolen
But then again big brother
Aint the way to experience the
Son's rape before I know
How to find great escapes
Sucking on hairy sour grapes
My mens, and Nubians and apes
A man showed me so,now I want in
So give me a spin turntable twin, hyphy again
My mellow, my man
Piece out so I's ready to do it again
I is what I is and I am's what I am's
Greater love than all of thems
So bring your friends, your cousin and them
The short and the big
aint ready for all this socialist gig
we all the same color in the end
so pick up the mic you dig
all around the nation, we big
internationally known
and now im sho nuff shown
to sew it up and get on

25Percenter;

brother to brother
he ascends like the sun
tan lightskindid skin, we blend to one
the color on some other spectrum
from brown to tan, caramel to mocha
heat between beats, man to man
fear manifest in a first kiss
for the first time we wish
there be no other moment like this
man up so courage feeds the grip
tick tock so lip lock, everything is bliss
and I saw myself in him, he grins
recognizing this black on black crime ain't sin
defined by bigoted minds
to deny the soul search
soul to soul mate lurks
and bravery makes us men
we just strange fruit
from the red dirt


Solis B. Lalgee adlib/chorus/adlib outro