| Bitch, I'm Black |
| You ain't gotta ask what I'm mixed, with pure intents, motherfucker, I'm Black |
| No cream, no sugar, no cream, no sugar, in this motherfuckin' coffee, I'm Black |
| Sun-kissed, full of melanin, highly intelligent, then stay out the sun, |
| shit whack |
| You could put me in the sun all day like you tryna dry clothes on your backyard |
| rack |
| 'Cause, bitch, I'm Black |
| Say it louder for the people in the back |
| Wanna humble me when I say facts |
| Dope as fuck, but the Black don't crack |
| I'm feelin' like a motherfuckin' widow |
| They took out the fam to the whip row |
| Back and forth like the hair on Willow |
| Five percent tint in this bitch, but the body so black, it's zero |
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| I wanna see all my people do better |
| Turnin' this bitch straight to Cruella |
| Black and white side-by-side together |
| Water under bridge or grab an umbrella |
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| 'Cause it ain't gon' change, the hurt and the pain |
| Breonna Taylor to George Floyd, say they names |
| The firin' police is just the start of it, man |
| Know it's NPC, they gon' repeat the same thing |
| It's not 101 Dalmatians |
| But we only get spotted in dark places |
| Never show the good we do or donations |
| Only that we killin' each other like cold cases |
| They'll show us spinnin' the block, but not spendin' in shops |
| Where it's completely Black-owned 'cause they retail stops |
| And once that shit flops, um, still not stops |
| But they'll definitely show us violatin' the cops |
| And then it's, "Whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop |
| It's just a cell phone, so please don't shoot" |
| I'm hoppin' out the brand-new, all-black coupe |
| Automatic, think I'm robbin' 'cause the Batman suit |
| When I said Batman, I'm just talkin' my skin |
| This the sad truth, it's the world we in |
| Mama said, "Don't fold," so I dead won't bend |
| Every broken smile is a hopeless grin |
| We need more love and we need more strength |
| Last ten years been too intense |
| You wanna see change, that feels insane when you doin' shit now that makes no |
| sense |
| What about our daughters and fathers? |
| Can you get our people clean water? (Like, now?) |
| All that cruisin' gone losin', gotta check that shit like Coach Carter |
| Man, I just left the store, just got followed like some motherfuckin' predator |
| I got more cash in my pocket than your motherfuckin' register |
| The clerk was light-skinned, you know you still dark, right? |
| Maybe it's the clothes she in, got her thinkin' she all white |
| Woah, yeah |
| Look at me, look at me, look at me, look at me, look at me, look at me go |
| Gary Morgan made the gas mask first, so best believe we 'bout to come with that |
| smoke |
| 420 when you add the year backwards, too much smoke, better to make you choke |
| Black Avengers need way more praise, so best believe I'm finna drop that loc' |
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| I wanna see all my people do better |
| Turnin' this bitch straight to Cruella |
| Black and white side-by-side together |
| Water under bridge or grab an umbrella |
| I wanna see all my people do better |
| Turnin' this bitch straight to Cruella |
| Black and white side-by-side together |
| Water under bridge or grab an umbrella |
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| This a stimulatin' conversation, only for the educated |
| Highly celebrated when the Black folks devastated |
| They don't lift us up, bring peace, meditating |
| Only get lift up when the casket need elevating |
| Who I'm talkin' 'bout? Bitch, I'm talkin' 'bout the pigs |
| When I say, "Fuck 12," mean a dilly in my ribs |
| Like that thirteenth floor, it's how they tried to make us fit |
| It go up, then all the evidence just fuckin' disappear |
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| I wanna see all my people do better |
| Turnin' this bitch straight to Cruella |
| Black and white side-by-side together |
| Water under bridge or grab an umbrella |
| I wanna see all my people do better |
| Turnin' this bitch straight to Cruella |
| Black and white side-by-side together |
| Water under bridge or grab an umbrella |
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