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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, they 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

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

'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'

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
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

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

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
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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