HBCU There by Griot B Lyrics
I had to get up out my house I had to leave
“I’m gone”
I had to go out on my own
I had to show I’m grown
I had to pay for all of this
I had to take a loan
But Howard’s Homecoming made me feel
I came Home!
My soul is glowing, look around
All this melanin
I’m talking Nubian to light as the Sahara sand
If I was from Zamunda and I left the motherland
I woulda went to find my Queen at Spelman
Well-read Morehouse men they wearing suits
Hampton Pirates say its true; their the “Real HU”
This ain't Honey Boo Boo
Black Pageants is the thang
When she gets that sash we sang
“ She’s your queen”
I spoke to Spike Lee and Sammy L Jack
They said, “Go to black college
You won’t want to go back”
They said “I’ve had the time of my life
At a HBCU!”
I love my H in front of my “B”
My “B” in front of my “C”
I love my HBCU (I do I do ooo)
Ooooooooo I love my HBCU (I do I do ooo)
Financial Aid, Hair greying while you waiting
You ain't seen ole’ girl for months
Now she probating
If you ain't Greek better not step on them plots
Cus it’ll pop off if Norfolk State Ques bark
Fried chicken Wednesday
You better hit that kitchen
Swag Surfing, locking arms
Swaying and we dipping
Parties turning up in dorms and the Laundry rooms
Homecoming cookout like a family reunion
Tuskegee football games
Them right there stay popping
Forget the game man
Ain't nobody watching
Sothern Grambling
Bayou Classic bands stay rocking
Dance line grooving to the music moving dropping
I spoke to Common and Taraji P
They said “Go to black college
The knowledge is more sweet”
They said “I’ve had the time of my life…
At a HBCU!”
I love my H in front of my “B”
My “B” in front of my “C”
I love my HBCU (I do I do ooo)
Ooooooooo I love my HBCU (I do I do ooo)
Don’t you wanna go to a place in your life
Where everyone around you looks just like you
Stars around shining bright
Surrounded by black
Like you’re on a space flight
See, you don’t need a spaceship
To go to a different world
It feels like home
But this is a different world
Where your skin fits in
And everyone is different
You don’t have to fit a type
You don’t have to be a token
You’re not defined bu preconceived notions
Love your life, drink your potion
You can be who you wanna be in this place
Safe from the hierarchy of race
Black folks from around the world in one location
Vacation to:
Winstom Salem and Prarie View
Langston, Dillard and TSU
Wiley College and VSU, Lane and Cheyney and FAMU
Clark Atlanta, Talladega, Tugaloo and Alabama state
Jackson and Delaware State
North Carolina A&T, Bethune Cookman learn to teach
Wilberforce plus 86 more
Me Diddy Oprah were chilling on a Yacht
They said, “Black college helped them
Get the money that they got”
They said “I’ve had the time of my life…
At a HBCU!”
I love my H in front of my “B”
My “B” in front of my “C”
I love my HBCU (I do I do ooo)
Ooooooooo I love my HBCU (I do I do ooo)
Blacker the college, the sweeter the knowledge
Blacker the college, the sweeter the knowledge
“I’m gone”
I had to go out on my own
I had to show I’m grown
I had to pay for all of this
I had to take a loan
But Howard’s Homecoming made me feel
I came Home!
My soul is glowing, look around
All this melanin
I’m talking Nubian to light as the Sahara sand
If I was from Zamunda and I left the motherland
I woulda went to find my Queen at Spelman
Well-read Morehouse men they wearing suits
Hampton Pirates say its true; their the “Real HU”
This ain't Honey Boo Boo
Black Pageants is the thang
When she gets that sash we sang
“ She’s your queen”
I spoke to Spike Lee and Sammy L Jack
They said, “Go to black college
You won’t want to go back”
They said “I’ve had the time of my life
At a HBCU!”
I love my H in front of my “B”
My “B” in front of my “C”
I love my HBCU (I do I do ooo)
Ooooooooo I love my HBCU (I do I do ooo)
Financial Aid, Hair greying while you waiting
You ain't seen ole’ girl for months
Now she probating
If you ain't Greek better not step on them plots
Cus it’ll pop off if Norfolk State Ques bark
Fried chicken Wednesday
You better hit that kitchen
Swag Surfing, locking arms
Swaying and we dipping
Parties turning up in dorms and the Laundry rooms
Homecoming cookout like a family reunion
Tuskegee football games
Them right there stay popping
Forget the game man
Ain't nobody watching
Sothern Grambling
Bayou Classic bands stay rocking
Dance line grooving to the music moving dropping
I spoke to Common and Taraji P
They said “Go to black college
The knowledge is more sweet”
They said “I’ve had the time of my life…
At a HBCU!”
I love my H in front of my “B”
My “B” in front of my “C”
I love my HBCU (I do I do ooo)
Ooooooooo I love my HBCU (I do I do ooo)
Don’t you wanna go to a place in your life
Where everyone around you looks just like you
Stars around shining bright
Surrounded by black
Like you’re on a space flight
See, you don’t need a spaceship
To go to a different world
It feels like home
But this is a different world
Where your skin fits in
And everyone is different
You don’t have to fit a type
You don’t have to be a token
You’re not defined bu preconceived notions
Love your life, drink your potion
You can be who you wanna be in this place
Safe from the hierarchy of race
Black folks from around the world in one location
Vacation to:
Winstom Salem and Prarie View
Langston, Dillard and TSU
Wiley College and VSU, Lane and Cheyney and FAMU
Clark Atlanta, Talladega, Tugaloo and Alabama state
Jackson and Delaware State
North Carolina A&T, Bethune Cookman learn to teach
Wilberforce plus 86 more
Me Diddy Oprah were chilling on a Yacht
They said, “Black college helped them
Get the money that they got”
They said “I’ve had the time of my life…
At a HBCU!”
I love my H in front of my “B”
My “B” in front of my “C”
I love my HBCU (I do I do ooo)
Ooooooooo I love my HBCU (I do I do ooo)
Blacker the college, the sweeter the knowledge
Blacker the college, the sweeter the knowledge