Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song In Women Colour, artist - Haviah Mighty. Date of issue: 09.05.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
In Women Colour |
| If I was taller, you would run from me huh |
| If I wasn’t balling I couldn’t be your cup of tea huh |
| I mean, what if I wasn’t somebody huh |
| Since rapping makes you so uncomfortable huh |
| You’d never actually fuck me huh |
| They used to say I’m too loud, but that’s cool now |
| Love my skin, always been proud, guess that’s in now |
| They used to say I’m too black, with that crude rap |
| And I courier the boom bap over new trap |
| Hmm, we’re in your maze |
| Before they called us monkey niggas |
| Where are those days? |
| That cotton picking fucking wit em' |
| Where are those slaves? |
| I want em' on the rise like varicose veins |
| Hmm, yeah I’m darker than my friends |
| And finally they see it and they start to get the trend |
| I gotta do 2 times more to get 4 times less |
| But it’s cool ‘cause I’m sharper in the end |
| Still, let’s talk about it |
| About the fact I got commercial appeal |
| So ultimately, it’s the dollars that be turning the wheel |
| Most my homies, they want gold and not that surgical steel |
| They wanna make more than we currently will |
| I mean I get it, I’m trying to stack stack stack |
| All of the coin coin coin |
| I love that I’m black black black |
| So fuck all that noise noise noise |
| Boing boing boing |
| Lady parts but I’m fierce |
| This a daily dart from my fears |
| Issa lazy start from my peers |
| Imma pave a pond with my tears |
| I gotta interrupt the service |
| I gotta switch it up, I gotta think above the surface |
| They dropping they change, I’m picking up the purses |
| History deserted, huh |
| You think I’m proud to be associated with you |
| I don’t need shit |
| And most importantly I don’t need you |
| Need you … |
| All my life I hung with the man dem |
| Yeah — sometimes they gotta let you know that you different, I used to |
| Point guard, set the play on some ball shit |
| Poised tall, 7th grade, still a small shrimp |
| We was running, we was shooting and um |
| This one boy was moving ruder than he usually does |
| At one point, he threw my ball over my reach |
| I’m talking way down the street, like 45 feet |
| I fucking stepped, like is you serious nigga |
| This ain’t the end, there ain’t no period nigga |
| This is a mess, I ain’t inferior nigga |
| Bruh I stepped to him cleanly |
| So he cuffed by the neck and he beat me |
| I shrug about it now |
| Its just my struggle with the power divide |
| Cause even as little kids, he told me with his hand around me |
| That all the other boys don’t never wanna hang around me |
| And they don’t fuck with tom boys, it’s a squad of small boys |
| He was swinging hard like I ain’t have my dad around me |
| Like I ain’t always have my sisters and my fam around me |
| Side eye how them niggas used to act around me |
| Looking back, I ain’t have a fat ass around me |
| Still I levelled up, I always had that ladder round me |
| Now I’m rocking big stages and they gather round me |
| I got nothing but them groupies and them fans around me |
| Oh say can you see by the dawns early light that I’m proud like the star |
| spangled banner round me |
| Shorty gloss like that laquer ‘round me |
| More a boss than the mans around me |
| Lil nigga couldn’t shake me |
| Lil nigga couldn’t break me |
| Nah |
| Lil nigga couldn’t shake me |
| Lil nigga couldn’t break me |