Black Yankee Pride

**"Black Yankee Pride"** *(Pop Song)* **[Verse 1]** Young Jayden walks through the classroom door, Teacher hands him a paper, he’s feeling unsure. “Write a report on the Civil W*r,” she says, But Jayden’s mind’s on games, not history’s mess. He’s a kid from the block, got dreams in his soul, Wants to rap, wants to shine, not dig through old scrolls. He gets home, tosses his bag on the floor, Grumbles to Grandma, can’t take it no more. **[Pre-Chorus]** “I don’t wanna write ‘bout d**d white men, Gran, Why’s this matter to me? I don’t understand!” She pulls him close, with a spark in her eye, Says, “Boy, sit down, let me tell you ‘bout pride.” **[Chorus]** He was a Black Yankee, fightin’ for the free, Marchin’ through the fire, for you and me. With a heart full of courage, he stood so tall, Jayden, that’s your b***d, answer history’s call! Oh-oh-oh, Black Yankee pride, Oh-oh-oh, he turned the tide! **[Verse 2]** Grandma’s voice paints a picture so clear, Her daddy, a soldier, no stranger to fear. A Black Union man, in a blue coat he strode, Through battlefields bloody, where freedom’s hope glowed. He saved his squad in the d**d of the night, Snuck past the rebels, led ‘em safe by starlight. “Fort Wagner’s scars, he wore ‘em with grace, Fought for our future, for our rightful place.” **[Pre-Chorus]** Jayden’s eyes widen, he’s feelin’ the flame, His great-granddad’s story’s rewritin’ the game. “Gran, why ain’t this in the books that I read?” She smiles, “That’s why you write it, let the truth be said.” **[Chorus]** He was a Black Yankee, fightin’ for the free, Marchin’ through the fire, for you and me. With a heart full of courage, he stood so tall, Jayden, that’s your b***d, answer history’s call! Oh-oh-oh, Black Yankee pride, Oh-oh-oh, he turned the tide! **[Bridge]** Now Jayden’s at his desk, pen in his hand, Writin’ ‘bout heroes who fought for the land. Not just the names that the textbooks show, But the Black Yankee soldiers, the ones we should know. He’s rappin’ their stories, he’s singin’ their truth, A voice for the past, from the heart of his youth. **[Chorus]** He was a Black Yankee, fightin’ for the free, Marchin’ through the fire, for you and me. With a heart full of courage, he stood so tall, Jayden, that’s your b***d, answer history’s call! Oh-oh-oh, Black Yankee pride, Oh-oh-oh, he turned the tide! **[Outro]** Now Jayden stands proud, his report’s in his hand, Tells the world ‘bout his kin, a brave Black man. From Grandma’s words to the stage where he’ll sing, Black Yankee pride, let the truth ring! Oh-oh-oh, Black Yankee pride, Oh-oh-oh, forever we rise!