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Stop Stop - "black man" by Papa is a must-hear!

Updated: May 31, 2023


I couldn't decide how to showcase this song, so I'm letting it speak for itself.



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Stop Stop.

I saw you walking, Saw moving with a purpose, Then you hesitate a second When you see me on your shoulder.

So I, cross the street, Seen that look on many faces, How you clutching on your purse When you feel like you in danger.

It’s the same look that I see when I get in elevators, When I’m reaching out my hand just to greet another stranger, Now I’m on another pavement, to reduce your trepidation, Wonder if I’ll ever get to escape this alienation.

Are you scared, or are you nervous? You been taught that I’m a burden. I feel your fear, it leaves me hurtin’ — You’re unaware that; I’m just a normal guy. But it’s ok, it’s alright, I understand you’re feeling frightened, It’s no debate, the reasons why,

It’s the simple fact that I’m a Black Man.

Stop Stop.

When you were a baby, When you played up in the playground, Calling out the funny names, For the ones that were so different.

When you learned in books & papers, Of all the scary natives, All the foreigners so crazy That the news will call ’em aliens.

When you watched the television, People stealing your traditions, All the maladies and poverty In need of your provisions.

When you heard all of the fables, Of the heroes, oh so able, Fighting the dark with skin so porcelain That you form an association.

Are you scared, or are you nervous? You been taught that I’m a burden. I feel your fear, it leaves me hurtin’ — You’re unaware that; I’m just a normal guy. But it’s ok, it’s alright, I understand your feeling frightened, It’s no debate, the reasons why,

It’s the simple fact that I’m a Black man


You shouldn’t need to know me, no, To know much better. Shouldn’t matter who I am or what I treasure, Can you be a leader through the stormy weather Tell me what you thinking about?

Stop Stop.

It’s uncomfortable, it’s hard to say, It gets much worse if you hesitate, We need a little help, so we squash the hate, Gotta do a little more — fight the prejudice.

We’ve been taught better by our mothers, Not to be so scared of the other. Yeah we can stand up, stand Together, For our children we can do better. Yeah we can stand up, stand together. For our children we must do better.

So, Are you scared, or are you nervous? You been taught that I’m a burden. I feel your fear, it leaves me hurtin’ — You’re unaware that; I’m just a normal guy. But it’s ok, it’s alright, I understand your feeling frightened, It’s no debate, the reasons why,

It’s the simple fact that I’m a Black man







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