On the subway…
I dug a man digging on me
But the dude was hung up in a mass of confusion
As to who I was
He thought he was trying to see
But you see, but you see
Me knowing me
Black, proud, and determined to be free
Could plainly see my enemy
Yes, yes
Yes, I know him!
I once slaved for him body and soul
And made him a pile of black gold
Off the sweat of my labor he stole
But his game, his game is old!
We broke in the mental hole
Things must change
There's no limit to our range
He can never understand
The new black man
Lest alone see us everyday
Riding the subway...
8th Ave, 7th Ave, 6th Ave,
I-N-D, B-M-Z, I-R-T...
He still hasn't dug me!
He stares endlessly
He's on the brink
About to sink
I ask you
Shall I save him?
Can he be saved?
Next stop, 125th street...

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