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
Don't fake it til you make it
Stay true til you're through ya get me
Dam Funk said, too hood for the nerds, too weird for the thugs
R.I.P Philandro I swear I woulda flexed on dem niggas
Man
The older british don't know what it's like on my mama
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
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