[Verse 1]
Maybe I should be more grateful
Maybe I should be a little bit less hateful
Maybe my impatience or my embracive voice
Is burning bridges before I get to scale it up
Maybe my city is racist
Maybe my city is racy
The bank says I can't afford to buy those wheels
My credit score is tainted
And I'm lifting my family still, building our will
Maybe we should finally breakup
The band is stagnating a better relation-ship is sinking and I'm thinking that
No matter how I chase it, maybe I won't make it
Mainly I've been trying to be gracious, appreciative
With lеss complaining
But I just wanna see these brown babies makе it
How come you never see these brown babies make it?
[Hook]
And you say...
This is just a ruse, this is just the ruse
[Verse 2]
Maybe I should stop complaining
About whitewash and about black face
About your privilege, appropriation
I ain't seen this changing, the motivation is fading
And maybe I should just rock stages
But lately your show feels like it's a newsroom
So dance monkey boy when the music's playing
It's always playing, it never stops playing
And strangely, I've been losing my taste for explaining my rage
Or suppressing my pain, sure
They would prefer if you were to act [?]
Pretend that we're equal [?]
Mainly I've been trying to be gracious
Less abrasive and less deflated
But I just wanna see these brown babies make it
How come you never see these brown babies make it?
[Hook]
And you say, you say, you say, you say... (You say, you say...)
This is just a ruse, this is just the ruse (You say, you say...)
They never tell the truth
[Bridge]
There's no feeling like loving you own
There's no feeling like knowing that you really belong
And I just wanna make sure that you know there's a home
A piece of the globe that you and I can say that we own
There's no feeling like loving you own
There's no feeling like knowing that you really belong
And I just wanna make sure that you know there's a home
A piece of the globe that you and I can say that we own
Come on...
[Outro]
A piece of the globe
And never again, never again
Will you be, will you be, will you be, will you be
All you own, baby all on your own
There's no feeling like loving you own
There's no feeling...
There's no feeling...
A piece of the globe, a piece of the globe
A piece of the globe, a piece of the globe that you own
Maybe I should be more grateful
Maybe I should be a little bit less hateful
Maybe my impatience or my embracive voice
Is burning bridges before I get to scale it up
Maybe my city is racist
Maybe my city is racy
The bank says I can't afford to buy those wheels
My credit score is tainted
And I'm lifting my family still, building our will
Maybe we should finally breakup
The band is stagnating a better relation-ship is sinking and I'm thinking that
No matter how I chase it, maybe I won't make it
Mainly I've been trying to be gracious, appreciative
With lеss complaining
But I just wanna see these brown babies makе it
How come you never see these brown babies make it?
[Hook]
And you say...
This is just a ruse, this is just the ruse
[Verse 2]
Maybe I should stop complaining
About whitewash and about black face
About your privilege, appropriation
I ain't seen this changing, the motivation is fading
And maybe I should just rock stages
But lately your show feels like it's a newsroom
So dance monkey boy when the music's playing
It's always playing, it never stops playing
And strangely, I've been losing my taste for explaining my rage
Or suppressing my pain, sure
They would prefer if you were to act [?]
Pretend that we're equal [?]
Mainly I've been trying to be gracious
Less abrasive and less deflated
But I just wanna see these brown babies make it
How come you never see these brown babies make it?
[Hook]
And you say, you say, you say, you say... (You say, you say...)
This is just a ruse, this is just the ruse (You say, you say...)
They never tell the truth
[Bridge]
There's no feeling like loving you own
There's no feeling like knowing that you really belong
And I just wanna make sure that you know there's a home
A piece of the globe that you and I can say that we own
There's no feeling like loving you own
There's no feeling like knowing that you really belong
And I just wanna make sure that you know there's a home
A piece of the globe that you and I can say that we own
Come on...
[Outro]
A piece of the globe
And never again, never again
Will you be, will you be, will you be, will you be
All you own, baby all on your own
There's no feeling like loving you own
There's no feeling...
There's no feeling...
A piece of the globe, a piece of the globe
A piece of the globe, a piece of the globe that you own
( Motheo Moleko )
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