Luyện nghe bài hát Black Stacey

I used to my pillow at night
The of silent prayer to make myself prepare for the light
Me and my cousin Duce would rank the between one and ten
And the highest got to be my pillows pretend
Now I apologize to high ranker
But you taught me how to dream and so I also you
I never had the courage to you at school
We joked a lot and I know you thought I dressed cool

But I was just coverin' up all the insecurities that bubblin' up
My complexion had me stuck in an rut
the time you flavor flaved me
And you me "Yo chuck"
say, "You're too black", man I think I'm too black
Mom do you I'm too black?
I think I'm too black, I think I'm too
I I'm too black, black, black, black, black

Stacey, they called me, "Black Stacey"
I never got to be myself 'cause to
I always was, Stacey, in polka dots and Paisley
A double goose and Bally shoes, you thought it wouldn't me
I was black Stacey the son from Haiti
Who rhymed a lot and got the dance steps at the party
I was black
You thought it phase me, but it did 'cause I was just a kid

I used to use creme
'Til madame C.J. Walker walked my dreams
I dreamt of white and complimented by you
But the only shiny black thing that you liked was my
Now, I apologize for up
All the things you said that warped my head and my gut
Even though I told you not to
Brag about the fact that your grand
was raped by her slave master

Yeah, I became too
So it was clear on level I was blacker than you
I you on to Malcolm X and
Assata Shakur in the three elephant goose with the fur
I had the high top fade the steps on the side
I had the two finger ring, rag top on the
I had the skin, name
Belt, Lee suit, Kangol, acid Vasco, chicken and waffle

Back Stacey, they me, "Black Stacey"
I never got to be 'cause to myself
I always was, Stacey, in polka dots and Paisley
A double goose and Bally shoes, you thought it wouldn't me
I was black Stacey the son from Haiti
Who rhymed a lot and always got the dance at the party
I was Stacey
You thought it wouldn't me, but it did 'cause I was just a kid

Stic 'em, 'em
Stic 'em, 'em
say, "I'm too black"
say, "I'm too black"
we go

Now here's a little for you, all you baller playa's got
Some insecurities too, that you could up, bling it up
in and ching ching it up, hope no
One will bring it up, lock it down and it up
Or you can share your essence with us, 'cause everything about you Couldn't be rugged and and even though you tote a
Glock and hot on the streets
If you dare to share your heart, nod our heart to it's beat

And you do that, if nothin' else, to prove that
A player like you could keep it and true
Don't mean to your bluff but, mothafucka that's what I do
You got platinum chain then, son, I'm probably to you
And you can call gang, your posse and the rest of your crew
And you're at it get them addicts and the indigent too
I plan to have a whole army by the time that I'm
To load their with songs they haven't sung

Back Stacey, they called me, "Black Stacey"
I never got to be myself to myself
I was, Black Stacey, in polka dots and Paisley
A double goose and Bally shoes, you thought it phase me
I was black the preachers' son from Haiti
Who rhymed a lot and got the dance steps at the party
I was black
You thought it wouldn't me, but it did 'cause I was just a kid

Back Stacey, called me, "Black Stacey"
I never got to be myself 'cause to
I always was, Black Stacey, called me Black Stacey
Aah Black Stacey, ooh Stacey
Move Black Stacey, groove Black
Shake Black Stacey, make Stacey
No not I