[Verse 1: 8th harmony]
Even I don't understand where I fit in
My jeans won't fit him
I'm on some 32 fittings
I swear the distance is more than some inches
I got an Ethiopian waist when it comes to lyrics
I give them so much food for thought, I suffer from malnutrition
Witness, my sickness I starve myself to share my wisdom
People say they listen,but its selective hearing
Say I ain't black because I respect women
My offspring pretty fly for a white guy
Let me go back to my genes like true religion
I can't get any Loa, Jesus Christ
Forced upon our ancestors, how Christian?
Europeans used to Horus so we walk like Egyptians
The bangles are the shackles in prison
Ecclesiastes 1:9 like Nas it was already written
No escaping a poor blackman's tradition
I mean we move bricks for a pyramid scheme
Kidulthood trife: Aml ameen
A millimetre when you walk the streets
A life so glamorous pigs and rats are attracted to the cheese
Get f#ked quicker than a dog on heat
Even pooches and pups will get fondled in they sleep
A glove won't help you, the magnum is seized by police
So now you wish you never bust or had an infertile piece
[Verse 2: 8th harmony]
Your homosexual when you see men like the LGBT
Well 75% (BREATHE)
Your in debt to the cobbles and the concrete
For your "alleged" street cred
The lampposts and pavements see you as liabilities
Brother, instead of assets
They ain't accounting on you, You're Bart Simpson with your finance
Trynna sell ma' wait for the climax
I'mma bring it home like the pigeons
What's worst being beaten in the feilds, or raped in the kitchens?
A brother forced to watch his younger sister
A Black wife has a baby with a master mixture
Exiled from the tribe due to pain inflicted
A husband is a wifes master, he sees a whipping
Imagine the disgrace you brought back with your mixed skin
It's amazing how you ain't a person with different pigments
Even I don't understand where I fit in
My jeans won't fit him
I'm on some 32 fittings
I swear the distance is more than some inches
I got an Ethiopian waist when it comes to lyrics
I give them so much food for thought, I suffer from malnutrition
Witness, my sickness I starve myself to share my wisdom
People say they listen,but its selective hearing
Say I ain't black because I respect women
My offspring pretty fly for a white guy
Let me go back to my genes like true religion
I can't get any Loa, Jesus Christ
Forced upon our ancestors, how Christian?
Europeans used to Horus so we walk like Egyptians
The bangles are the shackles in prison
Ecclesiastes 1:9 like Nas it was already written
No escaping a poor blackman's tradition
I mean we move bricks for a pyramid scheme
Kidulthood trife: Aml ameen
A millimetre when you walk the streets
A life so glamorous pigs and rats are attracted to the cheese
Get f#ked quicker than a dog on heat
Even pooches and pups will get fondled in they sleep
A glove won't help you, the magnum is seized by police
So now you wish you never bust or had an infertile piece
[Verse 2: 8th harmony]
Your homosexual when you see men like the LGBT
Well 75% (BREATHE)
Your in debt to the cobbles and the concrete
For your "alleged" street cred
The lampposts and pavements see you as liabilities
Brother, instead of assets
They ain't accounting on you, You're Bart Simpson with your finance
Trynna sell ma' wait for the climax
I'mma bring it home like the pigeons
What's worst being beaten in the feilds, or raped in the kitchens?
A brother forced to watch his younger sister
A Black wife has a baby with a master mixture
Exiled from the tribe due to pain inflicted
A husband is a wifes master, he sees a whipping
Imagine the disgrace you brought back with your mixed skin
It's amazing how you ain't a person with different pigments
( 8th harmony )
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