Won't Do/My Uncle's Words

Part 1 – Won’t Do [Verse 1] See I’m just tryna be a better man Tryna take a better stand and be the best that I can So I try, with two broken wings Wishin’ I could fly high to the sky Understand it’s kinda strange cause everything change It hurts to see my grandmother forgettin’ my name She just smile, though her memory comes and it goes Some days her grandson’s a stranger just shovel some snow As she sit inside her home Starin’ out of the window I’m wonderin’ what she seein’ A beauty of life that I’ll never know Well, until I’m closer to leavin’ I can’t help but feel it ain’t fair I gotta tell you who I am all over again Hope you never forget how much I love you You was takin’ care of me but look I’m takin’ care of you Now ain’t a thing I won’t do [Hook] See ain’t a thing I won’t do See ain’t a thing I won’t do, for you See ain’t a thing I won’t do See ain’t a thing I won’t do, for you [Verse 2] My cousin [Leesey?] lost her best friend And they was so close, it hurts to see him that far away My dad just lost his older brother And ain’t enough words in this world that can numb the pain I miss my uncle every day, fightin’ tears when his name brought up So now my aunt lost her husband, my cousins lost their father And some nights it get so [?] that it’s hard to go to asleep See the obituary but it still ain’t real to me But life is but a dream, life is for the livin’ I know time is money so I’m careful how I spend it Uncle Ted I wanna thank you for everything that you did Takin’ time to raise me like I’m one of your kids What I’d give to hear your voice again Give up everything I own to hear your voice again Sometimes I feel like you’re smilin’ when the sun shinin’ down on me And I hope you’re still proud of me, proud of me [Hook] Part 2 – My Uncle’s Words [Spoken] ... about being rich. You see I woulda been an entertainer by now I’m an educator. Don’t get me wrong, it was good being an educator But the only problem is they don’t pay much Oh man, they don’t pay much at all, so see But the deal is, I’m blessed to have wonderful son and daughter And my son wants to be a journalist He said dad “I wanna write” I said “what, letters and such?” Tell me “no, books” He’ll be goin’ ‘round and like see I’m tryna make sure he understands the black [space?] See that’s important You see, cause you can’t know where you goin ‘less you know where you comin’ from Those that have been in this situation long enough to realize Don’t get fooled by the things that they try to pull over your eyes See it’s a changed situation See we used to be a proud race, still is in some cases But now we have uh, how I wanna put it Allowed them to encroach some of our own beliefs You know and the power of white America do what they always been tryin’ to change Try to cover up and try to hide it But the bottom line is that you can’t hide the truth There’s no separation with the truth, it either is, or it isn’t I mean not encouraging enough of my people to read Chance to see what they, they prefer to give them [?] books Even at schools, they done create all these different things that supposed to help them But instead of them givin’ them complete instruction They only give them just “oh, go sit down” And they just, they don’t say “go sit down and read” They don’t say “go to the room and sit down and work out your math” You see and then all a sudden, their support for the family will be, um See you mentioned bout me here with my son You say, why would I let him walk out here alone?