Ujamaa, the Kwanzaa principle of collective economics. My goal is to make Kwanzaa carols the way Mariah Carey makes Christmas carols. Here's my third Kwanzaa song.
lyrics
Karibu, nice to see you
Welcome to Ujamaa let me give you a preview
We incubate and percolate
A Black market where the Black dollar circulates
Black dollars blue or white collars
Investing or barter, we adding more commas
Black shoppers putting money in Black coffers
Ujamaa, Ujamaa, Ujamaa, Ujamaa
Ujamaa, yeah we’re open for business
A work out, not physical, but fiscal fitness
We don’t ask oppressors for loan forgiveness
We depend on each other to increase our riches
A real Black market
Where we put money in a real Black pocket
Where Black business owners hit all their targets
Looking for Black power Ujamaa is the socket
Power a Black Wall Street
We must fill in the GAP so Black business competes
Provide places to sleep and food to eat
Go from red to black on your accounting sheet
We’re not far from making Black cars
But John Henrik Clark said the real Black Star
Is buying underwear from one of ours
Let’s make boxers and bras for that real Ujamaa
Ujamaa, economic cooperative
It’s the way we got to live
Ujamaa, economic cooperative
It’s the way we got to live
Ujamaa, economic cooperative
It’s the way we got to live
We gave this country all we got to give
Look at our net worth, something has got to give
Black business don’t get disheartened
Keep that spirit, make sure to guard it
Through the fees and charges those slim margins
While people looking for bargains
I see who you are
We out here raising the bar
We are what make our people go far
Ujamaa, Ujamaa, Ujamaa, Ujamaa
