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letra de black lie - katana da don

hook
b—- sitting in a town home still feeling like a slave
i’ma spit to my mouth gone
i don’t know how to cave
all u hearin is a dial tone
if u just tryin to ride the wave
what u b-tches even out fo
u just f-ckin up the plays
and they sayin the blacker the berry the sweeter the juice but its all just another black lie

verse 1
lie
everything i’ve everread/watched
so i can’t trust my dead thoughts
dead eyes
man kind
or the phone lines
so blind
i don’t know why
you ain’t see it coming
up when it was vote time
ignant b-tches like obama so fine
this the wrong time
to be focused on his dopeness
that’s how narrow b-tches scope is
don’t get what the f-ckin joke is
look around and n-ggas hopeless
openly prevoking police to escort em
rooting for them
like you can afford em
all that p-ssions pointless
if we never get anointed
and stop with the finger pointing
boinking n-ggas by appointment
got you reaching for that ointment
you so shameless
mind ain’t never make it off the slave ship
slaveship

hook
b—- sitting in a town home
still feeling like a slave
i’ma spit to my mouth gone
i don’t know how to cave
all you hearin is the dial tone
if you tryin to ride the wave
what you b-tches even out fo
you just f-ckin up the plays
and they’re saying the blacker the berry the sweeter the juice but its all just another black lie

verse 2
lie
cuz my dark skins
sharks fin
hardly complimentary
even over the centuries
ever since elementary
it effected me me mentally
light skins the right skin
why do i even live and breathe?
why did i get this penalty
over melanin chemistry?
try not to let it get to me
but that’s some bullsh-t to me
suffer thru all the cotton picking
harriet my pigment
but n-ggas love red bones for reasons that ain’t descriptive
its they complexion
the same sh-t that put us in the back section
of the bus but they chose rosa parks to represent us cuz
she was light enough
how can i feel like i’m enough
and you wonder why i can’t wait until my time in this life is up

hook
b—- sitting in a town home
still feeling like a slave

all you hearin is the dial tone
if you tryin to ride the wave

and they’re saying the blacker the berry the sweeter the juice but its all just another black lie

- katana da don

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