| Blackest skin, I bet you wish you had the soap
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| To cleanse me down and beat me up and take my hope
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| I love you, mama, but I’ll never testify
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| To see me falling back and hope and wanna die
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| Cold nights on my own, I’ll hit it
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| Write these words till stars moon glisten
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| The sky’s on my back, let’s not forget it
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| Curse my faith, my feet so temped
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| To be in love, to hold and trust
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| To be a kid, so gobble it up
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| I’ll plant that seed and smoke my-
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| So kingdom come
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| Don’t ever leave
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| The trees will breathe till Satan comes
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| These chains on my legs, forget it
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| This white girl I’ll love, I mean it
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| She is the one, so I indulge
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| When making love so run, snowy, run
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| So empathy
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| You shallow lies will portray trust
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| You came in, you wanted
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| The words that I spoke of
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| My body it’s open
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| The words, they’re unspoken
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| Blackest skin, I bet you wish you had the soap
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| To cleanse me down and beat me up and take my hope
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| I love you, mama, but I’ll never testify
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| To see me falling back and hope and wanna die
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| My face so young but wise
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| Tears they blue like ocean cries
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| When I’m gone I hope you lie
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| Tell them that I’m 45
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| I’m black as voids at midnight skies
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| I’m black as coal, I love my
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| I, I, I love you girl
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| I promise on the sun and earth
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| Give you a golden moon
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| And grab me by the kitchen stool
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| A place to call your home, I swear it
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| Million dubs and tender care
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| Walk with me and take my hand
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| I’ll lead us to the promised land so
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| Grab those dreams and take that gun and
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| Aim at higher misplaced trust
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| You came in, you wanted
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| The words that I spoke of
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| My body it’s open
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| The words, they’re unspoken (got me fucked up)
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| And I don’t wanna wake up
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| This is where I stop
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| Maybe if I gave up
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| This could be our time
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| Y’all gonna make this black boy shoot
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| Y’all gonna make this black boy do
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| Y’all gonna make this black boy rude
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| I’ll fuck the game and take your food
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| Don’t fuck with me, I’m Adam so my Eve is you
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| The apples from the garden tasted sour too
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| This is what the devil brings on naked truth
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| My girl, I know that freedom shall reveal the youth
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| You came in (so I’ll ride)
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| You wanted (and I’ll love)
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| The words that (and I’ll sing)
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| I spoke of (and I’ll touch)
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| My body (and I’ll ride)
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| It’s open (girl)
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| The words, they’re
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| Unspoken (got me fucked up)
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| And I don’t wanna wake up
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| This is where I stop
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| Maybe if I gave up
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| This could be our time |