Luyện nghe bài hát Darkie

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

I used to I was Puerto-Rican
'Cause type of black was different
They had curly and accents
And I would be called
I would lie and say I'm
Mixed with this and of sorts
Anything to not be a fieldhand descendent
I knew black meant I was
X Clan taught me that much
That ain't stop the folks, black jokes at lunch
I had Shaka Zulu, Nefertiti, Tutankhamun
Hanging on my walls to the pain of them boulders
Thrown 'em, so I got the round nose of a king
I'm from the most mimicked culture but ain't do a thing for my self-image
Subjected to a standard I could meet
Genetics don't let eyes ever come with black feet
Culture say that black feet don't on skateboards
They should stay on reservations; Mama Winnie for 'em
Black people self-police "you sound white you speak"
Why you're hair so You was just another darkie

Fat lip, wide (you just another darkie)
Looking like some toast (you just another darkie)
Nappy headed, so gross (you another darkie)
Master got 'em so fooled (you just darkie)
Some still blind (you just another darkie)
Hating on they own kind (you just darkie)
Put fist in the sky
And pay 'em no mind (you just another darkie)

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

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

Fat lip, wide (you just another darkie)
like some burnt toast (you just another darkie)
Nappy headed, so (you just another darkie)
Master got 'em so (you just another darkie)
Some people still blind (you just 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 I care at all
When you burn your own whole?
And your want a white doll
Man, y'all don't even y'all