Hair straight sis

 

                                Hair straight sis

 

 

 

A brother can't relate

to a sister who’s got her hair straight  trying to tell me I'm a waste man

and she's down with the main man

who can cast you with a wave of his hand

ya nameless grain of sand looking to gain the mane of gravel 

on a road preferably travelled

  

Now you're getting played like acoustics

you think you're being aloof in popping a ruse but

the truth is that the fool is fooling the fool

and if the shoe fits ....

your man will go

off, lie with some-one he don't know 

and not give two shits

cause he don’t really know you from a biscuit 

 

Ask your little girl what an afro is

She’ll have to look it up on google images

and she will never know how her own hair grows 

cause you poured acid on your birthright 

just to look that little bit white

 

Who you trying to hide your brown self from 

cause your lover couldn't tell you who you favour, 

Am I wrong?

The girl in the mirror couldn't tell you what you look like

and now your baby don't know what she look like

 

You coulda plait it, unplait it 

 let it reach like a flower

Angela Davies images are phenomenal fifty years after fighting the power

Her hair in harmony with the grace of the sun

Now you're bleating, 'cause I’m worth it'

 instead of  'check me out. I've won'

My bonnet glistening like a rainbow under the sun

But hairstyle culture all but diminished

in favour of appearing windswept, but looking brushed out and never finished

Ain't we cursed ?

At best your hair is struggling to look its worst  

bombarded with dehydrating acids that are pungent

If flaccid meant full of life Viagra would be redundant

 

Maybe if western teachers hadn't lied

and said Jesus Mary and Joseph were black, you'd have more pride

instead of investing in wigs as glued as pantomime props

Work for an unemployed stage hand or what !

Now you can't ever enjoy the rain, have your hair touched or swim in the sea

although our folks ironically sang 'one day WE'LL ALL be FREE'

And you're acting undercover; can’t see won't tell

Suppressing your fleece and with a belief you've done it well

and they'll tell you it looks swift, but time moves so swiftly

that your head'll shine like mine by the time your fifty

 

From the residual you've been individual

your own being, 

not an insecure lemming playing a caste of European

We'll always be bonded, and I love you still

but I can't believe you do that to yourself outta free will