Luyện nghe bài hát Darkie

Pickaninny fieldhand, another darkie
Blue black, big lip, monkey
Dark skin, head, always being ugly
You another darkie, you just another darkie
When you hear 'em talking, just love 'em and keep
for you, brothers, the masters done brainwashed 'em
Say it loud for 'em, all of the mocking
You just another darkie, you another darkie

I to wish I was Puerto-Rican
'Cause that of black was different
They had hair and accents
And I would be called
I lie and say I'm half-something
Mixed with this and that of
Anything to not be a fieldhand descendent
I black meant I was beautiful
X Clan taught me that much
That ain't the black folks, black jokes at lunch
I had Shaka Zulu, Nefertiti, posters
Hanging on my walls to ease the pain of them
Thrown 'em, so ashamed I got the round of a king
I'm from the mimicked culture but that ain't do a thing for my self-image
Subjected to a standard I never meet
Genetics don't let blue eyes come with black feet
Culture say that black feet belong on skateboards
They should stay on Mama Winnie came for 'em
Black people self-police "you sound white you speak"
Why you're so nappy? You was just another darkie

Fat lip, wide nose (you another darkie)
Looking like some burnt toast (you just darkie)
headed, so gross (you just another darkie)
Master got 'em so (you just another darkie)
people still blind (you just another darkie)
Hating on they own (you just another darkie)
Put fist in the sky
And don't pay 'em no mind (you just darkie)

Man, why should I at all
When you your own city whole?
And your daughter a white doll
Man, don't even like y'all

I remember they told me I would look better if I was
Get wedded on the island with the dress to my silence
your melanin be quiet, it's too loud to match the culture
The vultures of the media, Wikipedia wrote the
Who you mailin' to? Who you to?
Is cerebellum bailing you out?
Or is you jailed by the mouth that told you to not be yourself?
I know I it, I know I repeated what was me sleeping
Killing my dreams, maybe if I was thicker my skin wouldn't make a
Such a protagonist activist for a king
They treat him like the villain yet they don't what master schemes
Living like yet they don't want the master's things
Who's a slave? Who's the one to for the nappyness, the averages?
over hate is the fraction with the happiest
Mathematicians adding the blackness applicants
The night embedded, I don't it, the blackest skin

Fat lip, wide (you just another darkie)
Looking like some burnt (you just another darkie)
Nappy headed, so gross (you another darkie)
Master got 'em so (you just another darkie)
people still blind (you just another darkie)
Hating on they own kind (you just darkie)
Put fist in the sky
And don't pay 'em no mind (you another darkie)

Man, why I care at all
When you burn your own whole?
And your daughter want a doll
Man, don't even like y'all