Judge my 'fro or lack there of
Assume I'm the crow instead of the dove
Immediately conclude my level of intellect...
Think I'm about money, clothes, drugs, and sex
As your child nods his head and listens to OUR sounds
Holds his hand hand steady as he gives me an empty pound
Imagines thug life as his pants sag down
Representing the streets of a suburban town
It's different for them, it's a phase, it'll pass
Pay no attention as long as he goes to class
But once you go black, you never go back
He got a taste of fantasy, now he's buying sacks
Sad, because reality is we don't all live like that
The people I know go to school
Not because it's cool, becuase we ain't no fools
The way I dress, to the way I act
Is because I'm positively BLACK!!!
No color more DOMINANT
No Culture more PROMINENT
And yet you judge me
Well think what you like, but don't you dare think you above me
...BITCH
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