Lyrics MTLIEN - Wasiu, Tommy Kruise, Dear Lola

MTLIEN

I’m a M-T-L-I-E-N
You can’t tell me where I begin
I’m a M-T-L-I-E-N
You can’t tell me where I fit in
From birth I was a OutKast
Always feeling this Too African for Haitians
Too Zoe for Nigerians
White folks said «you black so you ain’t us»
I’m born here, they tell me «to go back where you came from Monkey»
See the city don’t really love me
Our province don’t fit into the country
My country’s barely in the industry
'Cept a few lucky ones from the same clump, what about us?
I’m a M-T-L-I-E-N
You can’t tell me where I begin
I’m a M-T-L-I-E-N
You can’t tell me where I fit in
Too ghetto for burbs
Too suburban for the streets
In the middle seeking clarity, disturbing all the peace
I know !
It’s ludicrous
Pursuing all this music shit
Especially from a place
Where if it ain’t French, you ain’t doing shit
I pray the lord can help me through this shit
My mom’s a Christian, my pop’s a Muslim
I’m confused as shit
Despite the obstacles I’ll make it, let me prove it bitch
All you coming for my head, can suck the hugest dick
I’m a M-T-L-I-E-N
You can’t tell me where I fit in
Yeah
Outer space, MTLien
Outer space