| They call us monkeys
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| When they be monkeys too
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| Ain’t no denying
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| Cause what they see is what they do
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| They try to fight it
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| But they be crying while we
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| Shoop shoop, baby baby, shoop on you
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| We are the rhythm
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| We are the music too
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| And we stay cooler
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| Cause we closer to the truth
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| In the beginning
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| We all were singing with a
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| Shoop shoop, baby baby, shoop on you
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| Smooth over
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| All the white noise that we just don’t need
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| You better move over
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| Oh, child feel the rhythm running through your feet
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| Smooth, smooth over
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| All the white noise that we just don’t need
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| You better move, move over
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| Oh, child feel the rhythm running through your feet
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| She’s fighting for her dreams
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| A black beauty queen
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| But they done told her
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| She could never ever do her thing
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| Media lying it had her crying
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| With the blues, blues, baby what is she gone do
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| She looked into the mirror
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| And finally saw it clearer
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| She was the perfect woman
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| There ain’t nothin' left to fear
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| Let everybody know
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| That she can run the show like
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| Shoop shoop, baby baby, shoop on you
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| Smooth over
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| All the white noise that we just don’t need
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| You better move over
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| Oh, child feel the rhythm running through your feet
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| Smooth, smooth over
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| All the white noise that we just don’t need
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| You better move, move over
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| Oh, child feel the rhythm running through your feet
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| Let’s go
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| Yeah, play it baby
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| Ooh damn
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| My brothers and sisters
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| And my non binary bitches
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| When we dance this dance together
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| Oh, this life can groove forever
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| All this black love and
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| All the white love
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| Is all the right love, it’s all of our love
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| All the light love and
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| All this brown love
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| It’s all the right love, it’s all of our love
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| All this black love and
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| All the white love
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| Is all the right love, it’s all of our love
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| All the light love and
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| All this brown love
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| It’s all the right love, it’s all of our love |