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Kung Fu (功夫) - Curtis Mayfield
Written by：Curtis Mayfield
Our days of comfort days of night

Don't put yourself in solitude

Who can I trust with my life

When people tend to be so rude

My mama borned me in a ghetto

There was no mattress for my head

But no she couldn't call me Jesus

I wasn't white enough she said

And then she named me y'all Kung Fu
Don't have to explain it no Kung Fu
Don't know how you'll take it here Kung Fu
I'm just trying to make it love Kung Fu

I've got some babies and some sisters

My brother worked for uncle Sam

It's just a shame ain't it mister

We being brothers of the damned

Keep your head high Kung Fu
I will 'til I die yeah Kung Fu
Don't be too intense no Kung Fu
Keep your common sense yeah Kung Fu

Don't be mistaken for a secret

There is no secret part of you

You bet your life if you think wicked
Don't think wicked child
Someone is thinking wicked too
Someone thinking wicked yeah

My mama borned me in a ghetto

There was no mattress for my head

But no she couldn't name me Jesus

I wasn't white enough she said

And then she named me y'all Kung Fu
Don't have to explain it no Kung Fu
Don't know how you'll take it here Kung Fu
I'm just trying to make it love Kung Fu

Kung Fu
Y'all Kung Fu

Kung Fu
Yeah Kung Fu