You grew up in a different world
I as a black man, I may know pain
But I don’t know the pain of a black woman
Seen America with different eyes
Than the slain puerto rican sister, June 12th… June 12th…
My eyes were scratched out on many dates
I can’t remember
You must love yourself
You must love yourself
Don’t fake it til you make it
Stay true til you’re thru… ya get me…
Dam Funk said – too hood for the nerds, too weird for the thugs
R.I.P Philando I swear I woulda flexed on dem niggas…
Mann
The older British don’t know what it’s like… on my mama
I sweat blood on a euro
I sweat blood on a euro
(I sweat blood on a euro)
Are you an ally or are you hiding?
I’ve seen the sides of you, I’ve seen your eyes on view
I’ve seen the way they look at you, cold oh I know…
Koh moht nah rohd, ehp me
Time to let go, of me
I’ve seen the way they look at you, cold oh I know…
Cold oh I know…