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"C-MEN"
chocolate men, chocolate men…hm mm…where shall I begin?
think I’ll start at the top and work slowly to the end…
I exalt you my kings, your presence has been felt everywhere…
though there are exquisite parts of your physique…let me first speak about your hair…
cornrows, dreads, or braids…bald, afro, or nicely cut fade
represent who you are do not be ashamed or afraid
and oh, now I’m on that chocolate face…
strong nose, thick lips, and the most powerful eyes…the kind that mesmerize, energize…mm mm makin’ me fantasize…
sportin’ a beard, goatee, sleek clean face, mustache, or shadow at and past five o’clock...
your intelligence and thoughts run deep…mmm gettin’ a bit warm and juicy now…let me stop!
now I’m back on track and back on the attack…
you have the arms I want holding me for comfort…
that’s far removed from fiction…I speak in facts
and those shoulders…are they made of boulders?
they have held up the world throughout time…
much respect, you are true soldiers
iconic, statuesque, gives my head rest…
oh yes! that chest…passes my every test
without further ado…it is time to move…
to the region that takes a sista’ to school…
my goodness the way you soothe…
with that finely chiseled tool…
damn, you brothaz break all the rules!
never in all my days…have I been twisted and turned in so many ways…
I am constantly amazed!
for the long deep lovin’ you put down…
my kings, you deserve some praise
you have been devalued and misrepresented throughout history…
welcome to the age of black male appreciation…
this is your new dynasty!
think I’ll start at the top and work slowly to the end…
I exalt you my kings, your presence has been felt everywhere…
though there are exquisite parts of your physique…let me first speak about your hair…
cornrows, dreads, or braids…bald, afro, or nicely cut fade
represent who you are do not be ashamed or afraid
and oh, now I’m on that chocolate face…
strong nose, thick lips, and the most powerful eyes…the kind that mesmerize, energize…mm mm makin’ me fantasize…
sportin’ a beard, goatee, sleek clean face, mustache, or shadow at and past five o’clock...
your intelligence and thoughts run deep…mmm gettin’ a bit warm and juicy now…let me stop!
now I’m back on track and back on the attack…
you have the arms I want holding me for comfort…
that’s far removed from fiction…I speak in facts
and those shoulders…are they made of boulders?
they have held up the world throughout time…
much respect, you are true soldiers
iconic, statuesque, gives my head rest…
oh yes! that chest…passes my every test
without further ado…it is time to move…
to the region that takes a sista’ to school…
my goodness the way you soothe…
with that finely chiseled tool…
damn, you brothaz break all the rules!
never in all my days…have I been twisted and turned in so many ways…
I am constantly amazed!
for the long deep lovin’ you put down…
my kings, you deserve some praise
you have been devalued and misrepresented throughout history…
welcome to the age of black male appreciation…
this is your new dynasty!
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